The ancient Buddha of Lan Deng left, as if he did not bring anything when he came, nor did he take anything away!

"Gou Chen, what do you want to do?" asked the Jade Emperor frowned.

"From now on, Beijuluzhou is my territory. Here, I don't want to see any gods and Buddhas appear. Otherwise, I will regard it as a provocation!" Li Mo said.

There is definitely no need to fight.

Injuring the enemy a hundred times, hurting himself eighty times! This is an undeserved business, Li Mo doesn't want to do such a thing...

"I promise this!"

The Jade Emperor already knew that this matter was not done, so giving up was also a choice. It seemed that he had suffered a great loss, but for him, he also saw Li Mo's strength, and the loss was not huge.

By this calculation, Li Mo has truly entered the eyes of the big guys.

The Jade Emperor promised that the gods and Buddhas in the sky would retreat.

"This time, exposure will be exposed, it doesn't matter!" Li Mo shook his head. Although this is not a good thing, it may not be a bad thing.

Having been hiding for so long, it is time to show it!

"Emperor, Emperor, the little demon wants to say that the little demon just wants to make a joke with the emperor. Does the emperor believe it?"

The old ancestor of Bashe who was being pressed and beaten by Ji Meng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a flattering smile. His realm was higher than Ji Meng, and he would not be beaten by Ji Meng, but in this situation...will he dare to resist?

Damn, it's really a bad luck!

The Patriarch Bashe wished he could slap himself a few big shots.

Now, I was forced to retreat, the Heavenly Court, Taoist Sect and Buddhism, and he...

The same sick and compassionate Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta was also anxious. Why didn’t Brother Maitreya call me when he left? Am I abandoned?

As for the Tai Sui...

Just a mount, who cares?

"Ancestor Bashe, do you think... should I believe it?" Li Mo asked with his head tilted.

"Emperor, the little demon really just wants to make a joke with the Emperor!"

Looking at the people who had taken off the air around... The Pashe Path was also anxious. He wanted to run away when these people came out, but when Meng saw reinforcements coming, he was so stupid that he let him run away? Even if he blocked his body, he would have to make Pashe Path had no way out!

"Imperial, I have done this. Please... for the sake of Buddhism, I will spare the life of the little monk!"

Dashizhi didn't want to die, he still wanted to live. As for losing face... he lost it once at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. What's the matter if he lost it again?

If you lose face, you won’t die!

The Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta in the past was very demanding, but now...

"Give up you? But you didn't have this attitude before. By the way, my demon clan conference was interrupted halfway through, and now it made the demon panic. What do you think you should do?"

Li Mo took two steps back and swept the tables and chairs in front of him. Then a throne of bone appeared behind him, and he slowly sat down, his eyes becoming evil.

"Tsk tsk, I feel much more comfortable if I don't become Emperor Gou Chen. Hahaha... It turns out that monsters still have to look like monsters. It's too uncomfortable to be a god!"

"Emperor, are you not planning to return to the heavenly court?" The Dragon Demon King asked tremblingly.

None of the people around him are weaker than him. What's more important is that he doesn't know these people yet! I heard Li Mo talk about how many strong people there are under his command. Although the Dragon Demon King didn't believe it at all, he also felt a little boasted. But when I see you today...

Well, there are more than Bai Ze and Ji Meng, among the people who have just come out, there are definitely quasi-saints, and there are quite a few. Otherwise, can the gods and Buddhas in the sky retreat like this?

"What are you going back to do? Oh, by the way, there are still some subordinates left on it and you have to recall them. The White Tiger King, take my talisman to bring all our subordinates down. If you don't want to come, don't force them. Well, remember to return all my Gou Chen Yin and other things." Li Mo said.

"Yes, Emperor!"

The White Tiger King responded.

"I will not be the Emperor Gou Chen in the future, so it is not appropriate to call me the Emperor." Li Mo waved his hand.

The immortal in Yu Zhong smiled and said, "Emperor, that's not what he said. You are not the Emperor Gou Chen, so be a demon emperor. No one stipulates that the demon clan cannot have a demon emperor, right?"

"Meet the Demon Emperor!"

The demon king of Jiao had a sudden inspiration and led his brother to bow.

The demon kings below also had some cleverness. They quickly knelt down and shouted "Word to the Demon Emperor". The sound was uneven, but the momentum was still quite loud. It was probably that the gods and Buddhas could sense it not long after they left.

And this voice was a bit slap in the face!

If you really want to fight, will the Taoist sect and the Heavenly Court add Buddhism to Li Mo?

Not so!

The most important thing is that they don’t want to hurt the enemy by 100 and hurt themselves by 80. The three families are all alliances and people’s hearts are different, let alone those.

Li Mo listened to this voice and knew that although the demon clan conference was a bit twists and turns, the purpose should have been almost achieved.

"Emperor, Emperor, the little monk is willing to exchange the little monk's life with a piece of news."

Dashizhi begged for mercy again. He is just fighting Wu Jiuchi now, but facing such a group of strong people, his tens of strength can only be used at most seven points, or even lower. This is because Li Mo did not speak. If he spoke, he would have to be beaten up, and some people even bully the small...

"What news? Come and talk! Lao Wu, give him a breath."

When Li Mo heard this, his heart couldn't help but move. If the news of Dashizhi was useful, what if he let his life go? How big can a Bodhisattva of Daluo Golden Immortal level make?

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Dashizhi knelt in one knee in a mess and gasped in front of Li Mo. His golden body of Bodhisattva was cut by Wu Jiuchi's Tiger Soul Sword, but he couldn't resist.

When his breathing calmed down, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Emperor, this is the secret of Buddhism, and I don't know much about it. But since they left me alone, they are unkind before, so what about my unrighteousness?"

At this moment, Dashizhi was very resentful, and he didn't even need to call him "Little Monk".

"Okay, it's meaningless to explain this to me. Just tell me the news." Li Mo said lightly.

The momentum slowed down, and the voice transmission said: "The Buddhist sect is not as powerful as the outside world, and there are many internal conflicts. Not to mention the contradiction between Sakyamuni of Mahayana Buddhism and the Great Sun Tathagata of Hinayana Buddhism, there are also factional divisions. Maitreya and I belong to the lineage of the saints and the saints of Cunti. Sakyamuni, who is in charge of the Lingshan Dalei Temple, was a disciple of Duobao in the Ji Sect in his previous life. At that time, Sakyamuni of Cunti captured three thousand red-duty guests during the great catastrophe of the gods. Some of these people became Arhats, some became monks, and some became Bodhisattvas and Buddhas. This faction is the Jie Sect in Buddhism; in addition, the Chan sect led by Lan Deng..."

As Dashizhi explained, Li Mo felt a little bored.

Seeing this, Dashizhi quickly served the main course again: "Emperor, you think there are many contradictions in Buddhism, why can we gather together now? The secrets in this are the most mysterious. As far as I know, there is a method of guiding the saints, called "The Three Thousand Great Dreams". This method is extremely important and can attain enlightenment in dreams. The dream of the saint is a world, and as long as he does not wake up, the world will be there. The three Thousand Great Dreams means that the number of dreams that lead the saints is as high as three thousand."

"What then?" Li Mo asked expressionlessly.

"Emperor, you think that the Emperor Dongji Qinghua and Emperor Antarctica are now in the quasi-saint realm. And those who defected from the Ancestral Sect to Buddhism, except for the Lan Deng, only the Daluo Jinxian realm. Don't you think this matter is a bit strange?" Dashizhi asked pretending to be reserved.

"You mean...they are experiencing the truth in the dream of attracting the saints?" Li Mo frowned.

Dashizhi said: "When their clones return, their strength will inevitably surge. At that time, they will be at least in the late stage of the quasi-saint cultivation. However, it will naturally be extremely difficult to achieve enlightenment in a dream."

"Well, is there anything else?" Li Mo asked again.

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment. Isn’t this news explosive enough? At least I know now that you can be prepared if Buddhism wants to take action in the future!

But seeing Li Mo's attitude, Dashizhi gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is my senior brother. He did not intend to go to the underworld to suppress hell, but he was also squeezed by those people."

"That's all?" Li Mo said again.

"Imperial, I know this!" Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta said with his head down.

"No, there is also! For example... I remember to call the name of a saint, and the saints will have some senses, right? But you directly mentioned the Saint Cunti and the Saint Guizhi. What do you want to do?" Li Mo's face turned cold.

At this moment, the Great War broke out in cold sweat.

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Chapter completed!