Chapter 1005

The Abbess of Shuiyue Nunnery, Mingtong?

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

I have no interaction with Mingtong, why did she come to see me?

Shuiyue Nunnery, Guanyin Bodhisattva orthodoxy … Could it be because I just hit her goldfish, so she sent someone to say something? Mengqi suddenly felt like he had hit a child, but the child's parents came to find him. Of course, a naughty child like the Afflatus King not only had to be beaten, but he had to be beaten to death.

He curled his lips and said slowly, "Please come in, Abbess Mingtong."

Mingtong was dressed in a gray robe, waiting outside the Yuxu Palace. Not long after, she saw the strange green gatekeeper swaying its branches out and said arrogantly,

"The Old Master is here."

Mingtong's mind was clear, and she did not think much of it. She put her palms together and chanted the honorific name of Bodhisattva. She strode forward and followed Daqinggen into the gate, bypassing the screen wall, through the corridor, and arrived at the main hall with the fragrance of lotus.

The statue of Heavenly Lord Yuanshi was enshrined in the main hall. There was a door on the left, leading to a quiet room with a few copper stoves and sandalwood fragrance.

After the green smoke, there was a cloud bed, and on it sat a Taoist wearing a Taoist robe. His facial features were handsome, and he looked quite young. Hidden in the clouds, he looked more like an immortal, making his temples and eyes look more gentle.

Is this the world-famous Master of Yuxu Palace, the Primitive Emperor Su Meng? Mingtong felt like she was facing a deity.

When she became famous, the other party was not even born yet, but now one was a deity and a mortal, it really made people sigh.

"Greetings, Master Su," Mingtong put her palms together again, looking calm and compassionate.

"Abbess, why are you so polite? In terms of seniority, I'm still a junior, "Mengqi smiled and said," You came all the way here, what's the matter? "

Mingtong chanted the honorific name of Bodhisattva of Compassion and Compassion, and took out a leaf from the Space Ring. It looked like a willow, fresh and moist, floating with white mist and hidden glazed light.

"Master Su, please take a look." She waved her right hand, and the willow leaf naturally disintegrated, turning into pieces of golden light and converging into a round mirror.

The circular mirror emitted a pale golden light, exquisite and translucent. Ripples flashed past, reflecting the region shrouded in darkness. From time to time, lightning could be seen bursting forth, illuminating the scene. In the depths, there was an indomitable Golden Cudgel standing proudly. Around it, flowers bloomed and withered, thunder destroyed and thunder arose, and the universe began and ended.

"Spirited Mountain …" Meng Qi murmured with great certainty.

This was the Spirited Mountain after all the Buddhas had fallen!

Even if he turned to ashes, he would still recognize this place. He had entered twice, and his mood was different. How many memories entangled him? How much fear lingered in his mind? In the end, he brandished his most resolute and decisive sword!

This was not only the Spirited Mountain, but also his mind.

One day, he would go to the Spirited Mountain again, not because of Acheron's skeleton, but because the Devil Buddha was sealed there.

As the scene approached, Mengqi once again saw the golden Buddhas on the peak with two lines of blood and tears flowing down their cheeks. They were majestic and huge, pure and still, stained by layers of gray air and black fog, both dead and evil.

In the forest of corpses formed by the golden Buddhas, the earth shook violently, and a tall figure in a gray robe walked out. His hair was loose, and there was a thick black beard under his chin. His eyes were pale and colorless, and there was a white bone glass bead hanging on his chest. It was Monk Sha, Sha Wujing!

He actually went to Spirited Mountain? Mengqi was quite surprised.

After leaving Yuxu Palace, because he had never heard of Sha Wujing, the mighty person of the Legendary Realm, he combined the three sentences he passed and guessed that he went to the West. Now it seemed that his guess was indeed correct, but it was only half correct. He not only went to the West, but also stepped into the broken Spirited Mountain!

Sha Wujing's posture was a bit strange, his back was slightly hunched, and every step he took caused the Spirited Mountain to shake. Mengqi looked at him and found that he was carrying something on his back, which was wrapped in a strange black fog, making it difficult to see through.

Judging from the shape and characteristics, Mengqi suspected that it was a corpse.

Sha Wujing went deep into the dangerous land of Spirited Mountain, where thousands of Buddhas fell together, just to carry out a corpse?

And the corpse seemed to be very heavy, so heavy that even the mighty person of the Legendary Realm bent over and hunched his back, and the broken Spirited Mountain seemed to be unable to support it.

Whose corpse is this? Mengqi was shocked, and a Dao Yi Glaze Lamp appeared in his eyes, operating the Principles of Karma. However, the strange black fog blurred everything, and he couldn't see any clues with his current state.

Could it be the corpse of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven?

Or could it be that the mysterious Golden Cicada mentioned by the Golden Emperor was the corpse of Tripitaka?

Of course, there were other possibilities that he didn't know.

Step by step, step by step, Sha Wujing stepped forward, causing the Spirited Mountain to shake, and the Buddha's roar continued.

When he passed by the Golden Cudgel from the side, he paused slightly and turned his head to look. He seemed to be in a trance, and two drops of turbid tears unknowingly appeared at the corner of his eyes.

Buddhas also had tears, and so did the Legendary Realm. So what if one's soul was mellow? If one didn't achieve transcendence, one would always be sad and regretful!

Sha Wujing turned his head and continued to carry the heavy corpse out of the Thousand Buddha Formation. When he passed by the corpse of the white dragon that was coiled on the ground, he clenched his teeth and pulled the dragon's horn with one hand.

The heavy sound of friction rang out, and the corpse of the white dragon was forcibly dragged. Sha Wujing became even more strenuous, but he didn't give up. He wanted to drag the corpse of the white dragon out of this filthy and depraved place.

Step by step, Sha Wujing gradually left the peak with the corpse on his back. Of the five from the Journey to the West, he was the only one left. His figure was sparse, and he was indescribably lonely.

The round lens shattered, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared without a trace. There was no other scene.

As expected, it was the thought of a mighty person or a Great Medium that sent this image … Mengqi nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't directly guess that it was Guanyin Bodhisattva. After all, the strongest person in the Shui Yue Nunnery was only a Half-step to Dharmakaya, and it was possible that they were deceived by other mighty people. Of course, judging from the special willow leaf, it was most likely the Merciful Bodhisattva.

In this way, the Immortal Demon Fairy was Samantabhadra Bodhisattva?

But it couldn't be ruled out that it was the thought of the Immortal Demon Fairy …

"What is he carrying? Whose body is it? "Meng Qi asked straightforwardly.

Mingtong shook his head, "The Bodhisattva didn't mention it. He only said that this matter was of great importance, and Teacher Su should know about it."

I hate riddles the most … Mengqi secretly spat. While thinking about how important this matter was, he asked casually, "Does the Bodhisattva have any other message?"

Mingtong showed a rare smile, which added some color to his expressionless face, "The Bodhisattva told Teacher Su to be careful. Some forces don't want to see you achieve the Legendary realm by yourself, or become one very quickly."

"Oh, how do they want to destroy it?" Mengqi temporarily put aside the matter of Spirited Mountain.

Achieving the Legendary realm was a very private matter. Less borrowing external objects, less interference, and the connection was only between himself and himself. Moreover, he had one of the fragments of the Supreme Deity Mirror among the few external objects. How could others slow down his speed?

If they didn't want to see him achieve the Legendary realm, it was very easy to do so openly and covertly. Killing him would be the end of it. Where should he start to slow down the speed of him stepping into the Legendary realm?

Mingtong maintained her gentle smile, "To create a virtual additional self and form a contact mark, you have to feel the changes little by little and adjust little by little. Each adjustment takes a long time to get feedback, which is indeed time-consuming and laborious. But what if you have the projection or legend of the Devil Buddha Ananda's additional self as a reference? The Devil Buddha is you, Teacher Su, and you are the Devil Buddha. His additional self should be very close to your virtual additional self. If you can refer to it, it will greatly shorten the time needed for the road to the Legendary realm. "

"Yes, Abbess Mingtong, you are right," Mengqi admitted frankly.

This was his method in itself, but he couldn't directly absorb the Devil Buddha's additional self projection like he did with the Premier Projection because it was just an imprint, not an imprint. After all, other than himself, every additional self of the Devil Buddha was suppressed in Spirited Mountain together with him. Even the Demon Venerable and Master Yuan Meng who were rearranged after the seal was loosened were the same. How could the seal of Buddha be so easily bypassed?

For a Nirvana Realm bigwig like the Devil Buddha, being able to leave an additional self in the outside world was basically equivalent to getting out of trouble.

Mingtong continued, "The universe is as vast as the sea. Teacher Su, you probably don't know much about the Devil Buddha's additional self projection. Won't this greatly slow down your road to the Legendary realm?"

"From what you said, who knows a lot of the Devil Buddha's additional self projection?" Mengqi understood immediately and was suddenly excited.

Mingtong stopped smiling and said solemnly, "The Devil Buddha is Ananda. The Devil Buddha's additional self projection should have been equal to Ananda's additional self projection and the Thunder God's additional self projection. However, The Conqueror lost control and became a Legendary realm, so Ananda couldn't integrate with the Thunder God's part."

Mengqi nodded slightly and realized something. Cutting a body to refine was equivalent to splitting the additional self. Otherwise, it would have been seen by others. If Lord Taiyi, Bhaisajyaguru, and the Qing Emperor didn't have the origin connection, they would be two completely different and independent Great Medium.

Speaking of this, Mingtong changed the topic, "And the demon race has been hunting down Ananda and practicing Ananda's Oath-breaking Bladesmanship for many generations. Even if they had the opportunity and ability, they didn't let go of Ananda from other universes, which is Ananda's additional self. They must have accumulated rich information in this aspect. Even if the additional self has gone through reincarnation and each generation is different, it can still let you see the essence and get twice the result with half the effort, Teacher Su."

Mengqi was a little stunned. The Demonic Sage was really persistent and resentful. Generations of reincarnated Ananda, generations of Ananda's additional self. Compared to this, it was child's play.

However, it also proved a saying that your enemy was often the one who knew you best. There was no one more professional than the demon race in looking for Ananda's additional self …

"What's the attitude of the demon race?" Mengqi asked seriously.

Since Mingtong was here to pass the message, she must know a lot.

As expected, Mingtong did not think and directly said, "The demon race is not a unified whole. They have their own differences. They don't want to see the Devil Buddha complete because of your death, nor do they want you to grow and interfere with their plan to go to Spirited Mountain and rescue the remaining Great Sage."

"The plan to rescue the remaining Great Sage?" Mengqi was shocked.

The Golden Cudgel pierced through Spirited Mountain and protected the remaining Great Sage of the demon race who was sealed inside?

These were the real Great Sages who could summon wind and rain in ancient times. If they were to escape, they would immediately be able to sweep across the real world and the World of Gods. The human race would no longer have any opponents. Only those with great mediums who sacrificed themselves and woke up in advance could resist.

This was really a big plan without anyone noticing it!

"Can they find the entrance to Spirited Mountain?" Mengqi asked in a low voice after the shock.

Mingtong shook her head, "They can't find it, but the Luo Sect is in contact with them to seek an alliance. The Void Hometown is inclusive of all living beings and rules over all things."

The Ajati Matriarch is really ambitious … Mengqi sighed secretly. She did things just right.

For example, Sha Wujing woke up in advance this time. By taking advantage of Gu Xiaosang's weakness that had to be remedied, any extreme reaction would be easily accepted and would not ignite the tense atmosphere and situation. After waking up, Sha Wujing's whereabouts were hidden and he went to Spirited Mountain. He did not forcefully interfere with the situation in the real world as Meng Qi had expected. In this way, it was within the tolerance of the other bigwigs, so that they would not sacrifice their own creation and Legendary.

When Sha Wujing returned from the Journey to the West, he would definitely establish his power, purge the faith of the people, expand the Luo Sect, but not provoke the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Pure Land Buddhist Kingdom. By then, who would be willing to face the power of the mighty people of the Legendary Realm? Even if it was the mighty people of the Legendary Realm who woke up in advance and had less than one-tenth of their original strength!

As his thoughts turned, Mengqi said, "I guess the Luo Sect will not tell the demon race the entrance to Spirited Mountain so easily."

"What Teacher Su said is very true. The Luo Sect certainly does not want to see the current good situation ruined because the real Great Sage of the demon race escaped. Both sides are in a game. Similarly, although the Ajati Matriarch wants to use you to test the other bigwigs and pry into some secrets, she definitely does not want you to quickly grow into a mighty person of the Legendary Realm. It would be best if you only break through when she completely wakes up, then accidents can be prevented," Mingtong analyzed the attitude of the Luo Sect.

Such words did not seem to come from a Half-step to Dharmakaya.

Mengqi nodded slightly. This was similar to what he thought, but how could he guess the thoughts of the bigwigs of the Nirvana Realm?

He had guessed wrong once when he took the Green Lotus of Chaos in Yuxu Palace.

As the saying goes, Heaven's will is high and hard to ask. What is Heaven's will? The will of the bigwigs of the Nirvana Realm is Heaven's will!

"Today's matter is over, I will take my leave. I wish Teacher Su self-achieving the Legendary Realm and showing your celestial power again," Mingtong put her palms together and announced the honorific name of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

She told him some things and analyzed some things, but she did not make any suggestions from the beginning to the end.

Mengqi sat on the cloud bed and watched her leave quietly. He was very clear about the intentions of Guanyin Bodhisattva or Buddhism.

They did not want to see him being forced by the situation to take the fastest and easiest way to absorb the Premier Projection and become another Heavenly Lord Yuanshi. But that would probably cause the Final Trial of Tao Fruit to be determined!

Things could change at any time. The attitude of the Amitabha branch of Buddhism towards him had changed several times.

There were no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

Sitting on the cloud bed for an unknown period of time, Mengqi analyzed the attitudes of the various forces that had begun to show up. He already had a preliminary plan in his heart. He would first contact the demon race and see if he could change their minds. If he succeeded, he would get the accumulation of Ananda's additional self over the years. The process of making the additional self imprint that would take him twenty to thirty years or even longer to complete could be shortened to ten years. If he added at least thirty percent of the Premier Projection that was used to balance, it would be even shorter.

But how should he contact the higher-ups of the demon race?

This problem was somewhat difficult for Mengqi. After returning from the Middle Ages, the demon race seemed to have disappeared and rarely made any moves. Neither the Peacock Taili nor the descendant of the Demonic Sage, the Little Fox would appear in the world again. And those brainless demon kings and demonic deities in the world of the Journey to the West obviously did not have the qualifications to know such secrets.

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

The Eye of Donghai!

It was not the Eye of Donghai that led to the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Worlds from the World of Gods, but the Eye of Donghai in the real world. He did not know where it led to.

According to Senior Su Wuming's description, when he was chasing after the Peacock Demon King Taili, he lost track of him there.

And when he met the Qing Emperor on the sea, he also disappeared from there.

With his current strength and state, he should be able to pass through the Eye of Donghai, right?

He quickly made a decision, but did not set off immediately. Instead, he continued his retreat.

After a full month, the shadow of an old monk suddenly appeared beside Mengqi. He took a step forward and integrated into his Dharmakaya. It was Master Yuan Meng's Additional Self Imprint!

Only then did Mengqi open his eyes and slowly headed towards Donghai, his temperament becoming more and more ethereal.

…

Swoosh, the whirlpool of the Eye of Donghai surged. It was dark in color and its bottom could not be seen. No one knew where it led to. The unknown and the mysterious were the most terrifying.

Mengqi pushed the Cloud Crown and revealed the Supreme Infinite Premier Gyeongun. His body was shrouded in a dim light as he slowly stepped down.

Swoosh!

The water was heavy, crushing and tearing everything. But after passing through the black hole, Mengqi seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll. He walked deeper and deeper, going downwards step by step, and gradually hiding his figure. After all, no one knew if there were enemies or ambushes on the other side.

After an unknown period of time, his eyes suddenly lit up. He saw the surrounding mist rolling and chaos surrounding him. The source of the light was an ancient and obscure palace with a horizontal board written in the demonic language.

Meng Qi, who had turned invisible, carefully identified it and read it word by word.

"Demonic, King, Palace …"

"Demonic King Palace!"

He was shocked and many thoughts popped up in his mind.

The Demonic King Palace guarded by the demons in the Small Heaven Cave of Yuxu Mountain in the World of Gods?

The Demonic King Palace mentioned by the talkative Vertical Wing?

No wonder Peacock Tai Li disappeared in the Eye of Donghai!

But what was the Qing Emperor doing here?

In shock and doubt, Mengqi became more cautious and carefully left a spring in front of the palace. He was worried that this was an important place of the demonic race and there was a sleeping Great Sage of the demonic race like Yuan Hong guarding it.

He circled around and observed for a while. A strange thing happened. There seemed to be only one side of the Demonic King Palace and it was always facing him. He could only see the main door and the horizontal board.

"It's a bit magical …" Mengqi found that there seemed to be no enemies around and observed more carefully.

At this moment, the door that had been sealed for a long time creaked and opened with a bang. A round ball rolled out.

"Didn't we just count one wrong step? Was it necessary to throw it out directly? "The ball suddenly bounced up and scolded.

It was the size of a water buffalo and was perfectly round and covered in black feathers. It flapped two wings that were dozens of feet long on its back and stirred up gusts of wind. It seemed to be a bird.

But this bird was very ugly. It had a beakless mouth and looked like a fish.

Mengqi was happy when he saw it. Wasn't this the talkative Vertical Wing that he met in Shaolin Temple?

He finally broke out of prison and came to the Demonic King Palace that he had been talking about?

Who was he talking to?

Vertical Wing could talk from dawn to dusk when he opened his mouth. Mengqi listened for a long time and finally figured out that he wasn't talking to anyone. He was just angry at the Demonic King Palace's restrictive spell and threw him out.

With a thought, Mengqi showed himself and walked to the side of Vertical Wing.

"I'm a descendant of the Great Roc, the only Great Roc left in the world. I'm not a cat or dog. How can I be treated like this?" Vertical Wing was furious.

"Yes, you shouldn't be treated like this." A low voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Look, there's someone who agrees, uh …" Vertical Wing suddenly froze. He turned his head to look to the side and saw a rather familiar but obviously much more mature face.

"You, you, you, how did you find this place?" He recognized Mengqi and jumped eight feet high. He was so shocked that he stuttered.

Mengqi smiled and said, "Guess."