Chapter 893

Looking at the fat monk holding the alms bowl in front of him, Lin Suhe was inexplicably shocked. He had a feeling that he had been dragged into a whirlpool.

He forced a smile and said, "Master, you are wrong. Even if we are fated, how can we force it? Could it be that Buddhism cultivates the heart of a thief and the way to kill? "

The glazed light around the fat monk rippled, and his smile did not diminish.

"Almsgiver, you only know one thing but not the other. This item involves the Demonic Gods of the Nine Serenities, which concerns the safety of the world. Since I have encountered it, I have already made up my mind to protect and uphold the law even if I have to sacrifice this body. Please, for the sake of the real world and the livelihood of the people, hand this item over to me and bring it back to the pure land, lest it torments the living beings."

He spoke in an awe-inspiring and compassionate manner, which stunned Lin Suhe.

This green jade box and the Meteorite Crystal seem to be from the Demonic Gods of the Nine Serenities …

Could it be that they really intend to invade the real world?

No, this is to be sent to the world of the ancient Fusang tree, where the Qing Emperor is suppressing. Which Demonic God can cause any trouble?

But what the Demonic God said may not be true. Once the teleportation formation is used, the green jade box might quietly open and release the world-destroying item, making me an accomplice of the evildoer and be despised by the world …

Seeing that Lin Suhe was suspicious and struggling, the fat monk stretched out his right hand that was holding the prayer beads. Buddha's light flickered and condensed into a solemn and clean giant Buddha's palm, grabbing the green jade box.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the sky,

"Great Wheel Vajra!"

"Who?" the fat monk was inexplicably surprised and responded.

But before he finished his sentence, his body suddenly turned into light and was thrown upwards, becoming smaller and smaller until he got into a purple-gold red gourd. Then, he was pasted with the yellow paper of Taishang Laojun's urgent order.

In the blink of an eye, the purple-gold red gourd disappeared, leaving only the vast blue waves and a dazed Lin Suhe. Everything that happened just now changed too quickly and ended too quickly, as if it was just a daydream.

He gritted his teeth and touched the Meteorite Crystal and the green jade box in his arms, thinking that since he had saved his life, he should first send them to the world of the ancient Fusang tree. With the current situation, the big shots of the Nirvana Realm had already returned. If anything were to happen, even the Demonic God had no chance of winning. Anyway, there were tall people to hold up the sky.

The conveyance light rose again and swept across the sea, splitting the waves, and went straight to the island.

In the Pure Land of Buddhism that had crossed billions of tribulations, Randeng looked at this scene from afar. The twenty-four rounds of Buddhist light behind his head swayed gently, stirring up endless ripples.

"What does Su Meng want to send to the world of the ancient Fusang tree?" he asked the Devil Buddha Ananda who was beside him as if nothing had happened.

The green jade box was mixed with some Donghuang residue and was refined by Su Meng, the fake Nirvana Realm. It was already a treasure that made it difficult for him to peep through it to see what was inside. Even the big shots of the Nirvana Realm might not be able to see it clearly.

Ananda chuckled, "It doesn't matter what it is, the important thing is to 'send' it."

"What do you mean?" Dipankara vaguely understood Su Meng's plan.

Ananda said leisurely, "If it's really important, the Qing Emperor should directly help the moment the jade box was taken out of the Nine Serenities by that mortal. Of course, there would also be other Nirvana Realm people who would obstruct and it would evolve into another confrontation. Now that the Qing Emperor is sitting firmly in the Vaiduryanirbhasa World and did not move, things can be seen."

"This is Su Meng's test," Dipankara made a judgment based on this.

"Yes, his strategy of 'testing the waters' is to test the limits of the Nirvana Realm people. If he succeeds this time, there will be a second time, a third time, and even more times." Ananda wasn't angry at all. He explained with a smile, "Su Meng has to return to the Real World in order to achieve the Nirvana Realm. He has to transfer the past that he received from the Nine Levels of Underground back to communicate with the largest and most important upstream of the River of Time, peep at its future tributaries, and lay the most solid foundation."

"But if he dares to return with his real body, the Ajati Matriarch will definitely not hesitate to take action and repeat the confrontation more than a hundred years ago. When the two sides are roughly equal, it will benefit me. At that time, it will be necessary for you, who want to get rid of Su Meng, to quickly release me."

Dipankara nodded slightly, "My friend, you are too ruthless and have always been the target of public criticism. Not only the Receiving Gautama Buddha and Bodhi Ancient Buddha are not willing to see you get out of trouble in advance, even the Golden Emperor is the same. So is this the bottom line that Su Meng is testing? To what extent will the Nirvana Realm people acquiesce or tolerate your early release? "

"That's exactly what I mean." Ananda clapped his hands and smiled, "Although Su Meng must return to the real world in order to get out of the sea of sufferings, he may not have to return with his real body. He can cut out the past body, cut out the corresponding Illusory Tao fruit, and then send them out of the Nine Serenities with the protection of others. It can also be done, but it will be more troublesome and there is a risk of losing control. Of course, it is impossible for Su Meng to directly send 'them' to the world of the ancient Fusang tree, because it will inevitably lead to the direct interference of the Ajati Matriarch."

"He will divide this matter into many steps, fake and real, real and fake. Through repeated attempts to send the green jade box to the world of the ancient Fusang tree, he will ask the limits of the Nirvana Realm people's tolerance and roughly understand the scope of their personal involvement. While strengthening the alliance with the Qing Emperor, he will also use this opportunity to arrange for the real return. However, many of the arrangements may already be in the green jade box."

Dipankara Buddha listened quietly and did not interrupt. He had completely understood Su Meng's thoughts. He was walking on a very dangerous path.

If there was no Devil Buddha in the current world, the Nirvana Realm people could attack without any scruples and worry about causing changes. Then, he would never have the chance to return to the real world. However, the reality was not like this. The Nirvana Realm people had to consider that once they personally got involved and triggered an all-out confrontation, the Devil Buddha had a high chance of escaping and bringing about the most unpredictable changes. With this balance, it also gave Su Meng the space to test the waters. However, he could easily get burned by playing with fire. If he really released the Devil Buddha, it would be a fatal blow to him.

"No wonder Maitreya only let the Great Wheel Vajra stop him …" Dipankara sighed. It would be best if he could solve this matter without the help of the bigwigs of the Nirvana Realm, "That donor's journey will have to fight openly and covertly …"

At this point, he raised his head and stared at Ananda, "If this matter turns into an all-out confrontation between the Nirvana Realm people, how can I help you get out of trouble?"

Dipankara had already made up his mind. The previous few missed opportunities made him understand a principle: Indecisiveness would only lead to chaos!

"Help me get out of trouble?" Ananda looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot, "I don't want to get out of trouble for the time being."

Dipankara fell into silence and only spoke after a long time, "Fellow cultivator, haven't you always been tempting me to help you get out of trouble?"

"Times have changed," the Devil Buddha Ananda sneered. "If I get out of trouble with this matter, Su Meng's hope will be completely extinguished. He won't dare to step out of the Nine Serenities at all. Being in the Nine Serenities, he is a fake Nirvana Realm, and he also has the Invincible Blade and the Emperor's Sword. I can win but can't kill him. By then, can I just stare at him and wait for the end of the era? In an incomplete situation, both sides will be annihilated in the final end and perish together, which is in line with his state of mind. "

As he spoke, Ananda's tone became a little cold,

"I want to leave him hope, let him step out of the Nine Serenities and reach the Nirvana Realm."

Dipankara understood, put his palms together, and chanted in a low voice,

"Namo Amitabha."

…

The Grand Saint of Nine Spirits looked at the pair of eyes that were as deep as the bottom of the sea and was full of doubts. Suddenly, he received a sentence, and his eyes suddenly showed some surprise.

Then, he saw the figure roll up a little light and disappear on the spot.

It was another time and space tunnel that was full of mysterious and strange patterns. Mengqi still had the energy to go back to an even more ancient and distant era. The scene around him was constantly flickering and changing, showing the different styles of the Nine Serenities.

Suddenly, the tunnel was affected by an external force and disintegrated again. He appeared next to the vast and scorching black sun and saw a dim light falling from the sky. Wherever it passed, everything was silent and all life was extinguished. Outside the Nine Serenities, an extremely beautiful phoenix spread its wings and carried a thirty-three-story golden pagoda on its back. Streams of Qi of Heaven and Earth hung down. Other than that, there was also the Tai Chi Morality Scroll, the Book of Holy Virtue, the Banner of Nether Virtue, and the Ancient Cauldron of Good Fortune.

"The battle between the Demonic Sage and the Cruel Priest?" Mengqi roughly understood that he had returned to the Mythological Era.

As he was thinking, the eyes of the phoenix and the coldness in the sword beam looked over at the powerhouse who appeared out of nowhere.