"A perfected Earth Immortal was suppressed just like that?"
It wasn't until Ning Qi made his move that the Buddhist Lord and the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court realized just how powerful Ning Qi was. Shock filled their eyes, and fear flashed in their depths.
The fake Erlang was dumbfounded.
The rest of the Immortals of the Heavenly Court also looked at 'Patriarch Subhuti' and the monkey, dumbfounded. Among them, there was no lack of people who had asked 'Patriarch Subhuti' for guidance, and they knew very well that 'Patriarch Subhuti's' cultivation base was unfathomable, and not much different from the Jade Emperor's. And yet, such an existence was instantly suppressed?
Then the Jade Emperor and the Buddhist Lord …
"How could he be so powerful …" Dugu Yun could not hide the fear in her eyes. She wanted to slap herself a dozen times. Why did she accuse Ning Qi just now?
"Luckily I didn't ask Tian 'er to stop."
Dugu Changhen felt resentful.
Dugu Batian subconsciously glanced at Dugu Yun and Dugu Changhen, anger rising in his heart. They almost got him killed!
Fortunately, none of them made a move just now!
"Do you think the ancient myths are all fake? Cosplaying the Heavenly Court's immortals and the Spirited Mountain's Buddhas? "
Ning Qi said calmly.
cosplay？
Some cultivators who did not know the truth subconsciously looked at the Jade Emperor and the others. The immortals and arhats of the Heavenly Court and Spirited Mountain did not know how to respond. What was real could not be fake, and what was fake could not be real. They knew very well that the two factions were only created by imitating the ancient myths. They had nothing to do with those immortals and Buddhas.
They were just deliberately following those legends!
"Your Excellency … No, Senior, we know our mistakes!"
The Jade Emperor immediately walked down from the Dragon Throne and cupped his fists at Ning Qi with a bitter smile.
"Since you know your mistakes, you should know what to do."
Ning Qi said calmly.
"Yes …"
The Jade Emperor nodded, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes. He then glanced at the immortals and said softly, "Everyone, return to your original bodies."
The immortals looked at each other. After a dozen breaths, the armor on their bodies disappeared and they returned to their original attire. They looked slightly awkward.
"Is the Heavenly Court really fake? This group of people is the same as us, just that their cultivation is slightly higher than ours. "
Most of the cultivators from Guanghan City didn't know the secret. When they saw the Jade Emperor and the others change their appearances, and some even put on suits, they came to a sudden realization.
"Senior, do you think this will do?"
The Jade Emperor was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and he looked like he was in his thirties. He looked at Ning Qi awkwardly and felt very uneasy.
"That's more or less enough. In the future, don't try to play tricks. How can the Ancient Immortal Clan be something that you all can imitate?"
Ning Qi said lightly.
"Yes, yes, Senior, we understand. There won't be a next time!" The Jade Emperor did not dare to put on airs anymore. Since he had been exposed, he returned to his original personality. There was a hint of flattery in the smile on his face. At the same time, there was a hint of fear and shock in his eyes as he looked at Wu Yin. He kept guessing in his heart. Could Wu Yin really be the legendary Erlang?
True Monarch?
"What about you guys?"
Ning Qi looked at the Buddhist Lord of Spirited Mountain indifferently.
"Amitabha …"
Spirited Mountain's Buddhist Lord put his palms together.
Pa!
Ning Qi waved his hand, and his giant-like body was instantly sent flying far away. In the next instant, he was grabbed back by a surge of power. With a boom, he and Patriarch Subhuti both knelt down in front of Ning Qi.
The Buddhist Lord of Spirited Mountain had a look of horror in his eyes. "Senior, don't …"
"Are you addicted to pretending to be a monk? And you're still saying Amitabha to me? "
Ning Qi looked at him indifferently.
The Buddhist Lord of Spirited Mountain hurriedly said with a wronged expression, "Senior, before I started cultivating, I was the abbot of a temple …"
"Oh? You're really a Buddhist cultivator? " Ning Qi's eyes moved, and he looked at him strangely. But in the next moment, he immediately shook his head. "Buddhas are merciful and will not be greedy for the mortal world. Since you were a monk back then, you're now pretending to be the Buddhist Lord of Spirited Mountain and allowing your subordinates to do whatever they want. You've already gone against the essence of Buddhism.
You don't have the right to be a monk. "
"Then this junior will immediately renounce asceticism!"
The Buddhist Lord of Spirited Mountain did not say another word.
Seeing this, the rest of the arhats were like defeated roosters. Not only did they take off their monk robes, but they also changed into a variety of clothes like the immortals of the Heavenly Court. Most of them were similar to T-shirts, shirts, suits …
"I really … can't stand it anymore. Could it be that the Spirited Mountain that I've respected for so long is also fake? The Heavenly Court is fake, the Spirited Mountain is fake, and City Lord Wu Gang is naturally not the infatuated immortal who has been chopping trees outside the Moon Palace for Chang 'e? " When the cultivators of Moon City thought of this, they looked at Wu Gang with a trace of hostility. Even if Wu Gang's cultivation was higher than theirs, who wouldn't be angry after deceiving them for so long? Thinking about it carefully, every cultivator who was deceived felt that they had been fooled for countless years.
A sense of humiliation.
"Junior's real name is Fang Qingyang. I'm not the Wu Gang of the ancient myths. Please forgive me, senior …"
When Wu Gang saw Ning Qi looking at him, he immediately put on a smile on his face and bowed.
"…"
The expressions of the cultivators of Moon City were uncertain. In the end, it turned into endless resentment and surged towards Wu Gang in waves.
"From now on, don't impersonate others. Otherwise, if I find out … you know the consequences."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Yes!"
"Brother Wu, let's go in and have a look."
Ning Qi said to Wu Yin.
Wu Yin nodded, but this time he didn't put away the three pointed, double-edged sword. In the face of an unknown place, he naturally had to be ready to fight.
Ning Qi and his group entered the door that was shrouded in thick fog one after another, including the Celestial Hound that impersonated Erlang. Everyone looked at each other. In the end, the Jade Emperor took the lead and probed, "Even such a senior has entered. Perhaps there are treasures hidden inside?"
"What do you think?"
The Buddhist Lord of Spirited Mountain snorted coldly.
Patriarch Subhuti stood up from the ground in shock. "Who are they? Is that guy really Erlang Shen? "
When everyone heard this, their faces suddenly became extremely solemn. There was a feeling of extreme fear. If those immortals and buddhas really existed in this world, then what they had done during this period of time, if the other party's hot-tempered existence knew, wouldn't they all be wiped out?
"Maybe … but we're not talking about this now. Do you want to go in and have a look?"
The Jade Emperor said thoughtfully.
"Aren't you afraid of those seniors? I think we can't even beat that black dog … "
The Buddhist Lord of Spirited Mountain said helplessly.
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