The old monk in front of him had a kind expression, and he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of divine power from his body. Jiang Xiaofan looked at him with his eyes wide open. He took a deep breath and said, "Is it really Shakyamuni?!"
The old monk smiled faintly and bowed slightly. It was a tacit agreement.
"This …"
Jiang Xiaofan was tongue-tied. He was really shocked.
Shakyamuni was a legendary figure. Even the ordinary mortals in his hometown were familiar with him. Now, he actually saw such a person here. How could he not be shocked?
After dozens of breaths, he finally came back to his senses.
"Why is Master here?"
He asked curiously.
He was indeed shocked to see Shakyamuni, the legendary holy monk. However, after a moment of surprise, he quickly calmed down. In the end, he was no longer the insignificant figure from back then. He was now a powerful existence comparable to a half-step sacred heavenly expert and a celestial emperor.
He didn't understand why Shakyamuni was in the Demon Domain.
"Demon Suppression."
Shakyamuni smiled faintly.
This legendary figure was only wearing a rough cloth shirt. He was no better than an ordinary farmer. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan with an amiable smile on his face. He was very kind and peaceful.
"Demon Suppression?"
Jiang Xiaofan was puzzled.
Shakyamuni nodded and waited again. "I'm also waiting for someone."
"Me?"
Jiang Xiaofan asked.
Although he was an ordinary person, he wasn't an idiot. He could naturally see through some obvious things.
"Yes."
Shakyamuni said.
Jiang Xiaofan frowned and said, "Why?"
When he first came to Zi Wei in the past, he fell into the Divine Cliff. Dipankara sat cross-legged below and said that he was waiting for him. Now, the master of Buddhism also said that he was waiting for him here. This made him very puzzled. Most importantly, this person in front of him was actually waiting for him in a strange place like the Demon Domain.
"You should have seen Master Dipankara, right?"
Shakyamuni said.
"Master?"
Jiang Xiaofan opened his mouth.
Why did this form of address sound a little strange? After all, the person before him was the master of the Buddhist Sect.
"I once received guidance from a master."
Sakyamuni smiled faintly.
"This …"
Jiang Xiaofan was surprised.
When he was still a mortal, he had read some things about Buddhism. Some notes did record that Dipankara Buddha had taught Shakyamuni. At that time, he did not believe that these people existed. How could he believe that the master of Buddhism had been taught by others? Now that he heard Shakyamuni mention it personally, he was truly shocked.
He nodded and thought of the old monk who taught him the Buddhist scriptures. He felt a little emotional and then frowned. He looked at Shakyamuni and said, "I saw the holy monk pass away with my own eyes. But did he really pass away?"
He didn't believe that the Dipankara Buddha had passed away, so he wanted to ask the leader of the Buddhist Sect.
"The future is clear."
Shakyamuni said.
Jiang Xiaofan was a little speechless. These Buddhists always spoke in such an unfathomable manner. No, it wasn't an unfathomable question at all. It was that they didn't answer his question at all.
He looked at Shakyamuni and asked, "Why is the holy monk waiting for me here?"
"Benefactor, please slay the demon on my behalf."
Shakyamuni said.
"Huh?"
Jiang Xiaofan was stunned.
He frowned and said, "The holy monk is here to suppress the demon, but he wants me to slay the demon. This …"
Who was this person in front of him? The legendary Shakyamuni was definitely an Emperor-level expert. Such a big shot was only here to suppress the demon, but he was asked to slay the demon. This was too strange.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, a sneer sounded.
Unknowingly, another old monk appeared in the temple. His body was surrounded by endless demonic light, and his eyes flickered with a dense bloody light. He stared at Shakyamuni and said coldly, "Old bald donkey, we were born from the same root. Why do you have to do this?"
"If I let you out, the world will be plunged into misery and suffering."
Shakyamuni said.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were already wide open. He looked at the old monk who suddenly appeared in disbelief, and then looked at Shakyamuni. He found it hard to believe. These two people were actually … actually exactly the same. They were practically the same person. However, the aura they exuded was completely different.
Shakyamuni was very peaceful. He couldn't sense any aura. It was very faint. On the other hand, the monstrous demonic aura of the other person really made Jiang Xiaofan suck in a cold breath. He had seen the Demon Emperor, the master of the demon race. However, at this moment, the old monk who suddenly appeared looked identical to Shakyamuni. The demonic light around his body was even more powerful than the Demon Emperor's!
"This …"
He was really stunned.
That kind of demonic might shocked him. He had never felt such a terrifying wave of energy before.
"Tsk, tsk. As a mortal, you can be considered the first person in history to reach this level. Even that Dao Master didn't reach this level. But Old Baldy, you've really released something amazing. "
Suddenly, another lazy voice rang out.
This voice was too familiar. Jiang Xiaofan tilted his head and looked over. As expected, a white-robed figure appeared. It was Sun Qiju.
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Xiaofan was surprised.
Sun Qiju leaned against a broken wall of the temple and said with a yawn, "I'm here to watch the show."
"You? Watch the show? "
Jiang Xiaofan was surprised.
He had a feeling that something bad would happen if this guy came out to watch the show.
On the other side, Shakyamuni was a little surprised. As for the old monk, who was brimming with demonic light, he narrowed his eyes. Demonic light flickered in his eyes, faintly flickering with fear, but even more so, excitement.
"Don't look at me. I'm not going to fight with you."
Sun Qiju said.
"The world is indeed vast …" Shakyamuni looked at Sun Qiju, put his palms together and nodded. Then, he looked at Jiang Xiaofan again and bowed solemnly as if he was asking for forgiveness. He said, "I'm sorry. I've sinned."
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked and quickly avoided Shakyamuni's bow.
"Holy monk, what is this?"
He looked at the old monk who was filled with demonic light.
Other than the aura that this old monk exuded, everything else about him was exactly the same as Shakyamuni's. If someone were to say that there was no relationship between the two of them, he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.
"My demonic body."
Shakyamuni said.
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked. "Demonic body? How could it be? "
The master of Buddhism actually had a demonic body. How could this be!
"Why not?"
Sun Qiju, who was leaning against the wall, said.
Jiang Xiaofan glanced at him. "Speak. If you don't want to speak, get lost."
He admitted that this guy was very powerful and monstrous. Even the King of Chaos had to be wary of him. However, this guy's personality really annoyed him. Judging from this guy's tone, he obviously knew, but his expression seemed to say, "I know, but I don't want to talk about it."
"…"
Sun Qiju was speechless as if he was choked.
"In this world, all living beings will have a demonic side, and no one is an exception …" He rolled his eyes, but still spoke in the end. He swept a glance at Shakyamuni, and said, "Simply put, this old baldy forcefully removed his demonic side in order to reach a higher level of enlightenment. Then, very unfortunately, how could the demonic side of someone of his level be so easy to deal with?"
"And then?"
Jiang Xiaofan was slightly shocked. He vaguely guessed something.
Sun Qiju looked at the old monk who was filled with demonic light and said, "And then … isn't the outcome obvious?"
Jiang Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat.
He looked at the old monk who was filled with demonic light. Was this the demonic Shakyamuni?
"This is a great disaster."
Sun Qiju looked at the demonic Shakyamuni and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I've sinned, I've sinned."
Shakyamuni put his palms together and lowered his head, his face full of shame.
"Hmph!"
The demonic Shakyamuni snorted coldly, and the entire temple shook.
He looked warily at Sun Qiju, who was leaning against the temple wall. He glanced at Jiang Xiaofan, and finally his gaze fell on Shakyamuni. He shouted, "You old bald donkey, what does the world have to do with you? Why don't you join forces with me? If you and I join forces, who can stop us in this world? The entire world is ours! "
As he spoke, he laughed wildly. It was incomparably ear-piercing.
"Amitabha, I've sinned, I've sinned." Shakyamuni shook his head and ignored the demonic monk. He put his palms together and looked at Jiang Xiaofan. He lowered his head and said, "Benefactor, please slay the demon on my behalf. This old monk will be eternally grateful."
Hearing this, even though Jiang Xiaofan's state of mind was already very calm, he was still shocked.
Although he had heard Shakyamuni say that he was waiting here for him to slay the demon, the demon that he wanted him to slay was actually such a peerless demon! What a joke. This demonic monk was even more powerful than the Demon Emperor. Asking him to slay such a great demon would be like throwing meat buns at a dog. Wouldn't it be a one-way trip?
"Well, Holy Monk, you must have gotten something wrong, right?"
He coughed dryly.
On the opposite side, the demonic monk glanced at Jiang Xiaofan and sneered. He looked at Shakyamuni and said, "You old bald donkey, you've kept me here for nearly a million years for the sake of the so-called world. In the end, you're waiting for this little worm to come and help you slay the demon? Just by relying on a little Luo Tian ant? "
As he spoke, he laughed maniacally.
Shakyamuni's expression was solemn as if he hadn't heard the demonic monk's words. He was still looking at Jiang Xiaofan and said, "In a few more months, I won't be able to suppress it. Once it escapes, the world will definitely be plunged into misery and suffering …"
"This is the sin that I've sowed, so I should be the one to deal with it. However, I can't do anything to it. I can only barely keep it here." The Holy Monk's face was filled with guilt as he said, "Please, for the sake of the world, come out and fight."
"Oh no!"
Jiang Xiaofan's state of mind was already very profound, but at this moment, he still shook his head fiercely.
The common people of the world had nothing to do with him. As long as it was within his power, he naturally had nothing to say. But now, the difference in strength was too great. Asking him to fight against such a peerless devil was simply courting death! He could die for his friends and family, but he wasn't that noble to die for the world.
Suddenly, he looked at Sun Qiju and said, "You go and kill it!"
"No way! This thing is too troublesome. I'm not confident. "
Sun Qiju shook his head.
"Get lost!"
Jiang Xiaofan cursed.
It was understandable that Shakyamuni couldn't make a move. After all, it was his demonic side. Between the two of them, neither could do anything to the other. However, that bastard Sun Qiju was clearly ridiculously powerful, but he didn't make a move. He knew best that this guy was afraid of trouble. He wanted to bite him to death.
"Holy Monk, I'm here for the Source of the Way. I can't defeat it."
He said with a long face.
Shakyamuni was stunned. Then, he looked at the demonic monk and said, "The Source of the Way is in its body."
"Damn it, for the sake of the world, cut it!"
Jiang Xiaofan shouted.
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