I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingpingan finally chose his outfit.

He liked the outfit he chose.

I fell in love with it the first time I saw it!

That's a costume.

It looks like it was used by some magic or fantasy movie crew.

A triangular hood, a sharp wooden stick, and a set of red robes.

Together, Lingpingan thinks it looks good.

Of course, the most important thing is that it’s cheap!

It only costs 120 yuan in total, and shipping is free, and it will be delivered tomorrow morning!

"In this case, I can go to the scene wearing this outfit..."

"In this way, I should be able to enjoy my quiet and peaceful life while eating and waiting to die!"

He doesn't like to be famous because it will delay him from playing games and writing novels.

Thinking of the novel, Lingpingan sighed: "There are not many manuscripts left... not many!"

He saved tens of thousands of words before coming here, and he has almost used them these days.

There is still three to five days' worth at most.

"Go home quickly!" He said, slowly leaning on the bed and falling asleep.

I don’t know where I am in my dream.

Just vaguely, a boy who looked like a novice came to a monk.

"In the future, Maitreya Buddha will sit down to listen to the sutras, and the novice monks will bow their heads and bow a hundred times. The Dharma of Wutian Buddha will come to you!"

"Respectfully invite the Buddha to meet with Tushita Heaven!"

Listening to the little novice's milky voice and milky words.

Lingpingan smiled: "I started dreaming about the plot of the book I wrote again?"

Internet article writers often encounter this kind of thing.

In my dream, I dreamed about the plot of my own book.

Then various gods unfolded, and when I finally woke up, there was only a vague memory.

Then I beat my chest and felt regretful.

Because most people have a good feeling about the plot in dreams.

Some people may even feel that the plot is much better than what they thought before.

pity……

Most people will forget what they thought and saw in their dreams after waking up.

There are only some vague impressions.

Lingpingan is no exception.

As he thought about these things, everything in his dream began to change.

The monk turned around slowly.

Black hair, black robe, and a pair of deep and distant eyes, with two black lotus pads vaguely visible.

"Lead the way!" I heard the monk say.

"I will obey the law!" The little novice monk nodded with joy.

Then he respectfully led the black-haired and black-robed monk through the heavy fog.

Lingpingan felt as if he had opened his eyes.

Everything in the dream world is before his eyes.

He is a spectator, an observer.

The angle of view follows the black-haired and black-robed monk as he walks slowly.

Lingpingan soon discovered that this black-haired and black-robed monk, the protagonist of his previous novel, seemed different from the one described in his book.

This Buddha Wutian seems to have no legs.

He relied on two thick limbs like leeches to move forward in a snakelike manner.

Those two huge limbs were hidden in the mist.

Until, there was a little light coming from the front.

The two leech-like limbs slowly turned into two long white legs.

Under Lingpingan's gaze, Wutian Buddha walked through a barrier that seemed to be a portal with his bare feet.

Then, the world changed before my eyes.

The fairy mist is vast, and the beautiful buildings and jade buildings are hidden in the distance.

"Fellow Taoist!" A magnetic and compassionate voice came to my ears.

The Buddha, who was holding a big belly, had a fat head and big ears, and looked extremely compassionate, stood up from the futon with a smile, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and said: "The poor monk came east and met my fellow Taoist!"

At this moment, Lingpingan seemed to feel something familiar.

He turned his gaze slightly and looked under the fairy mist.

In the shadow, he seemed to see a strong girl, walking with difficulty among the mountains.

In the mountains and hills, demonic mist lingers.

Vaguely, it seemed that he was staring at it.

But the girl was trapped in it.

It seems that it has been some time.

Then, Lingpingan had an idea in his mind.

The monk with black hair and black robes raised his hand and a little spiritual light popped up and fell into the lower realm.

………………

Mei Qing has been wandering in this nameless mountain for a full month.

She's trapped here.

The monster that trapped her was a demon king cultivated from a crow here.

This demon king has set up a mysterious barrier here to trap the merchants who come and go and feed them with blood.

That is to say, she, with the blessing of Wutian Buddha, could persist until now, otherwise she would have been exhausted and fell into the mouth of the crow spirit.

"Buddha Wutian is compassionate!"

"This disciple is so incompetent... I'm really ashamed!"

"But Buddha, please put it down. This disciple will overcome this danger no matter what, continue to move forward, find the four masters and disciples, and convey your decree!"

The four masters and disciples owed the Buddha the true scriptures and dharma, but they did not pay.

It is natural for her to ask for it according to the Buddha's decree.

But now the hardships on the journey are just tests in Mei Qing's eyes.

Buddha's test for her!

Therefore, she would pray to Buddha every morning and evening.

Today is also average.

After praying, she stood up and was about to continue on her way to find a way to solve the mystery of this place.

Suddenly, she raised her head.

I saw a black aura falling from the sky.

This spiritual light fell in front of her and turned into a black lotus.

The lotus blossoms bloom, and the endless black Buddha light saturates the entire mountain.

The mystery was instantly broken.

A huge crow flapped its wings and fled frantically from the distant mountains.

However, he was still grabbed by a large, deformed and twisted hand.

With a gentle squeeze, the flesh and blood exploded.

Mei Qing looked at it and immediately knelt down: "Disciple Mei Qing, bow your head and worship my Buddha again!"

"Thank you, Buddha, for your mercy!"

In the black lotus transformed by that spiritual light, a phantom of a black-haired and black-robed Buddha slowly appeared. It was Wutian Buddha.

Then he heard the Buddha say slowly: "Just wait here!"

"No!" Mei Qing bowed her head and bowed again.

……………………

In Tushita Heaven, Buddha came from the east, and he also noticed the actions of Buddha Wutian.

He pinched the flowers and smiled: "Does the Buddha also have a destined person in this world?"

Wutian Buddha, with black hair and black robe, only nodded slightly.

The skin on both sides of his cheeks cracked little by little.

There was a voice coming from the cracked skin: "Why did you invite me here?"

The Buddha from the East smiled and was very compassionate: "Amitabha!"

He said: "The poor monk admires the way of the Buddha, so he invites me shamelessly. Unexpectedly, the Buddha does not think that the poor monk is despicable, and he actually goes to the appointment. The poor monk is deeply honored!"

"Therefore, this Heavenly Dragon Gathering has been prepared for Buddha!"

With that said, Buddha from the East waved his cassock.

The fairy mist slowly dissipated, revealing the things shrouded in the fairy mist.

But there are plate after plate of crystal clear meat, as if it were emerald or gold.

There are various Taoist charms flowing in the texture of these meats.

"These are the meat of heavenly dragons!"

"The heavenly dragons raised in the dragon pond of Lingshan Mountain!"

"Buddha has tasted the flesh and blood of this generation in the past, and he was full of praise. The poor monk was incompetent and carefully selected three heavenly dragons of the true immortal level for the Buddha to prepare for the Buddha's needs!" Buddha from the East chuckled. Let’s introduce it.

It seems that the dragon meat in front of you is a vegetarian dish like fruits and vegetables.

When Wutian Buddha saw this, he didn't say a word. He just rolled a large plate of Tianlong meat in front of him with a slight roll, then opened his big mouth, swallowed it whole, and chewed it in big mouthfuls.

The dragon meat splashes and the juice fills your mouth.

Lingpingan, who was watching, was a little greedy.

"This dragon meat must be an extremely delicious and juicy delicacy!" he thought.

That's dragon meat.

As the saying goes: dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground!

Donkey meat is easy to say, but this dragon meat...he has never tasted it!

At that moment, I felt a little eager to try.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Lingpingan felt the strong aroma of meat appear in his mouth.

The fresh gravy bursts in your mouth.

Every pop is a taste bomb.

"I just..." He was stunned: "Shared the taste of Wutian Buddha?"

Considering it was a dream, he didn't think much about it.

Then he heard the Buddha from the east say again: "In addition to the meat of the heavenly dragon, the poor monk also specially asked for thirteen flat peaches from the immortal emperor Yu Qingren for Wutian Buddha, and from Taoist fellow Taoist Yuanzi in Wuzhuangguan Town. Got six ginseng fruits..."

As he said that, two white jade tables appeared in front of those piled with dragon meat.

On a table, there are large and fresh peaches.

The skin of these peaches is flowing with a mouth-watering color.

The hazy fruity fragrance spreads out, making you feel comfortable when you smell it.

On another table, there are fruits that look like pink and jade, and are extremely cute and look like babies.

The physical surface of these fruits is filled with a faint fairy spirit.

Buddha Wutian looked at it, but did not take it.

He just sat down cross-legged, and a black lotus platform supported his body from nothingness.

"Being polite, you must ask for something!" Buddha Wutian didn't move his mouth, and his voice came from the squirming flesh under his cheek: "Fellow Taoist from the east, you specially invited me here..."

"What exactly do you want to say?"

The pot-bellied Buddha clasped his hands together, said sin, and then said: "I dare not hide anything from the Buddha!"

"In fact, the Buddha's teachings in this world are both good and good..."

"Then..." Donglai Buddha looked at Wutian Buddha and said, "The poor monk is not talented, but he thinks that the Buddha may not have passed down the real scriptures, right?"

"What is spread in the world today are just a few words about the Buddha's great path..."

"Therefore, as a poor monk with no talent, I sincerely ask the Buddha to pass down the true scriptures!"

"Hehe!" Buddha Wutian's cheek twitched slightly, as if something was hatching under his skin.

On the lotus platform under his seat, sutras appeared one after another.

"Do you want my true scripture?" he asked, and then without waiting for the Buddha from the East to answer, he said to himself: "You are very brave!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to bear my great way!"

His eyes turned 360 degrees in their sockets.

On the skin of the body, black runes are looming.

These runes echo each other.

A huge tentacle-like object vaguely appeared behind him.

His shadow was reflected on the ground.

The shadows seemed to have countless wild and blasphemous Zen sounds, pulling the heaven and earth.

The entire Tushita sky began to shake.

The immortal earth cracked, the clouds shattered, and the palace was shaken.

Lines of deformed, indescribable things were walking through the Tushita sky.

Even the Buddha from the East could not sit still for a while.

All we can do is chant the Buddha's name and offer a golden bowl to protect ourselves.

At this time, a Seven Treasures Tree appeared behind him.

On the treasure tree, there are endless colors, and inside the seven kinds of wonderful treasures of merit, there is the sound of Sanskrit singing.

There is another shadow of the Tai Chi diagram, reflecting the past and future, anchored in the earth, water, wind and fire.

The two saints, separated by time and space, took action outside the infinite whirling world.

So, in a moment, all the unusual movements calmed down.

After the Buddha from the East declared his sin, he said: "The poor monk's Taoism is shallow and makes his Taoist friends laugh!"

He knew how dangerous the situation just now was.

If you are not careful, I am afraid that the beheaded corpse will be contaminated by the magical power of Wutian Buddha, and it will be forcibly enlightened and become the disciple of this Buddha.

Just like in the past, this Buddha appeared out of nowhere and enlightened the Vajra Arhats in the entire Lingshan Mountain unreasonably.

Fortunately, Teacher Zhunti had already made a plan for him before he came.

Fortunately, this place is Tushita Heaven.

Laojun’s territory!

Even if Laojun wanted to do nothing again, he would not sit back and watch him being sent away in front of others.

Wutian Buddha's magical powers were canceled out by others, but he was not upset. The flesh and blood in his cheeks squirmed and made a sound: "Back then, when the Tathagata was a child, he had to collect three measures of rice and three liters of gold..."

"My true scriptures and true teachings were passed on to the four masters and disciples, but they didn't get any money!"

"I'm really annoyed by this!"

"If fellow Taoists want to ask me for the truth..."

"It's better..."

"Let's have a gambling fight too!"

When the Buddha from the East heard this, he immediately put his hands together and bowed: "I am willing to listen to the Buddha's decree!"

This was what he wanted.

Because of this cause and effect, every drink and every peck will be repaid one day.

If it were a gambling fight, that would be much better.

It's nothing more than seeing high and low in the casino.

Win or lose, you have to admit defeat!

Cause and effect are completely eliminated, not stained by dust!

The serving is excellent!

Wutian Buddha chuckled. In the laughter, the tentacles reflected behind him split open, and countless monsters appeared in them.

"Fellow Taoist, look!" He waved his hand, and the fairy soil under his feet cracked, reflecting the scenery of the lower world.

A graceful girl, holding a dark unknown book, knelt down in front of a black lotus.

"This girl is destined to me!" Buddha Wutian said, "I have ordered her to go to the Eastern Land to pursue the debts owed by the four masters and disciples!"

"And what I want to bet with fellow Taoists is whether this woman can successfully travel eastward and successfully repay her debt?"

When the Buddha from the east listened, he immediately began to think deeply.

The four masters and disciples are no longer what they used to be.

They have long been infected by Buddha Wutian's Dharma, and their magical powers are incredible.

In this world, there are almost no rivals.

Even the little white dragon is now the Dragon Lord of the Four Seas, with an indescribable body.

And that girl was nothing more than a mortal body.

I'm afraid any little demon can make it difficult for her to move even an inch, let alone the four masters and apprentices?

so……

Can't I deposit it?

But……

Donglai Buddha looked at Wutian Buddha in front of him, this mysterious saint with great power transformed from his thoughts.

He didn't dare to gamble.

After all, when planning the journey to the west, the two saints had planned it for thousands of years.

Now, how could this Wutian Buddha act casually?

But, is the bet successful?

This Wutian Buddha can make him lose now.

Just a random finger and the girl would fall to the ground immediately.

The Buddha who came from the east hesitated immediately.

Because he found that no matter what he chose, he seemed to lose.

Suddenly, the teacher's whisper came to my ears: "Let's make a bet with fellow Taoist Wutian!"

Two flying swords shot from the sky.

It is the two innate killing weapons left by Styx.

Yuantu, Abi.

These two innate killing swords fell in front of Buddha from the East.

Buddha from the East knew that this was a bet!

But not enough!

Therefore, another formation diagram fell from the sky.

The stars in the sky are all among them.

It is the treasure of the demon clan’s heaven in the past: the Zhoutian Xingdou Grand Formation.

This is the bet of the Three Pure Saints!

In a daze, a voice of kindness came from the sky above Tusita.

"I'll make a bet too!"

A powerful divine bell also fell from the sky and landed in front of him.

It is the former treasure of the demon clan: the East Emperor Bell!

But the consciousness of the female Snail Empress also briefly woke up from her eternal sleep.

Buddha came from the east and was immediately under great pressure!

Because all the saint teachers have already placed their bets.

And these saint teachers have all come to an end, which means that Teacher Hongjun also acquiesced in this gambling battle.

In other words, all the pressure went to him.

In case you choose wrong.

Then he becomes the target of public criticism.

The saints have lost face and cannot find Wutian Buddha, so they will definitely take it out on him!

While I was thinking about it, Teacher Zhunti's words echoed in my ears again: "You can do whatever you want!"

"This gambling battle has nothing to do with you!"

"The will of the supreme saint is also here now!"

The Buddha suddenly awakened from the east.

Yes!

He has a backer.

How could there be no Buddha Wutian?

Therefore, the Buddha from the east felt relieved.

The sage's calculations are always haphazard.

so……

He can really do whatever he wants.

Because his choice is actually the choice of all the saints and teachers!