Chapter 520 The poor monk suspects that the extraterrestrial demon is made up by the fairy

  The hall of the Emperor's Palace.

   Commander Liu looked at Bai Hongtu with a complicated expression.

  Bai Hongtu wore hemp and filial piety, wiped his tears and said: "Commander Liu, everyone doesn't want to see this kind of thing happen. Everyone is very sad about Jiang Li's departure, but you shouldn't be too sad. I, Bai Hongtu, are still here in Kyushu, and the Emperor is not here. I can reluctantly be the deputy emperor."

   Commander Liu sighed faintly.

   "Sect Master Bai, I'm not sad, I'm just thinking about where to throw you this time."

   "You come three times a day, one in the morning, one in the middle of the night, one in the evening, nine times in total, and mortals are not on time for meals."

   "Don't you find it annoying that I throw you out every time?"

  Bai Hongtu still looked extremely sad and heartbroken: "How can you think that way? I'm just worried that Jiang Li will be too lonely after death. As a good brother, I want to give him a ride."

  Bai Hongtu took out the suona.

  A ghostly whisper sounded in Bai Hongtu's ear: "Let me give you a ride."

  When Bai Hongtu saw Jiang Li resurrected, he was startled and backed away.

   "Let's go, let's go to the Kyushu Lingzhi formation again." Jiang Li took Bai Hongtu's collar to the sky, and soon there was a scream.

  When Jiang Li stepped into the Human Emperor's Palace again covered in blood, he heard Commander Liu complaining.

   "Master, you are finally resurrected. Sect Master Bai Hongtu comes here three times a day, and it's almost annoying me to death."

  In the past three days, Commander Liu kind of went back to the time when the Emperor was a candidate for the Emperor more than 300 years ago, and was tortured by Bai Hongtu.

  The last candidate for the emperor was presided over by the old emperor and Commander Liu.

   What is gratifying is that when Bai Hongtu was tossing, Jiang Li lay quietly and did not make trouble together.

  Jiang Li was silent for a while, then said: "I have seen human emperors of all generations in the underworld, including the twenty-seventh generation of human emperors."

   "He asked me to tell you that he said he was very happy that you have been serving the Kyushu, the human emperors of all generations, and told them the responsibility of being a human emperor. Your contribution is greater than that of him who only fought against the extraterrestrial demon once."

   "So you don't need to keep complaining that you didn't save him with your life. He walked away peacefully and lived a fulfilling life in the underworld."

   Commander Liu stood in the center of the hall of the Human Emperor Hall in a daze, speechless for a long time.

  Jiang Li patted Commander Liu on the shoulder and flew towards Buddhism.

  …

  Buddhism, the Sanskrit sound is lingering, the treasure of enlightenment is solemn, sitting on the top of Mount Sumeru, on the lotus platform, teaching scriptures.

   Arhat Bodhisattva sits cross-legged, puts his hands together, and listens to the words of enlightenment.

  "...Because of charity, I vow to save all beings. With gold and tin in my hand, I shake open the gate of hell..."

  In Jiang Li's eyes, Wu Zhi's figure gradually overlapped with that of Old Buddha Xumi.

   "Wuzhi Buddhism has improved again." The Brahma Pagoda quietly appeared beside Jiang Li, showing off Wuzhi's achievements.

  Jiang Li glanced at it: "What does it have to do with you, what you said is the same as what you taught."

   Brahma Tower was in a hurry: "This is what I said, as Wu Zhi's protector, how can his current achievements have nothing to do with me?"

  Jiang Li ignored it and continued to observe Wu Zhi.

  After learning about the relationship between Wuzhi and Daozu, the previous things can be explained.

  Wuzhi's soul is strong, and there are many scars, which should be the result of the fight between Daozu and Tiandao.

  Suddenly Jiang Li thought of a question, and his expression became strange.

   "These scars can't be worn out by the Six Paths of Reincarnation Monument?"

  Jiang Li thought it was very possible.

  The injuries were all done by our own people.

  Jiang Li stood in the last row, quietly heard noon, Wu Zhi stopped chanting.

  The little novice monk and the little nun are not strong enough and need to eat.

   All the monks saw Jiang Li standing in the last row, and they clapped their palms together for Amitabha.

  Wuzhi saw Jiang Li, showed a joyful smile, and walked over quickly.

   "Human Emperor."

   "Lord Buddha."

  Jiang Li saw the Buddha Lord Wuzhi, not the Emperor candidate Wuzhi.

   "Are there any new memories in your mind recently?"

  Wuzhi said solemnly: "Yes. The poor monk is trying to talk about this with the Emperor. Please come here."

  Wu Zhi brought Jiang Li and Brahma Pagoda to a stone wall. There was a figure on the stone wall. Originally, this was the place where the old Buddha Sumi had comprehended Buddhism. The old Buddha sat here for a long time, and the shadow was printed on the stone wall.

  Now this is the place where Wuzhi comprehends Buddhism.

   "Before, the poor monk always felt that there was a big problem with the longevity immortal, and now the poor monk finally understands the reason."

   "The poor monk knows that the emperor trusts the immortal, but perhaps he doesn't believe the poor monk's words. The emperor might as well listen to the poor monk to explain why."

   "Say it." Jiang Li sat down, patted the seat next to him, and signaled Wu Zhi to sit down too, don't be too nervous.

  Wuzhi sat down and said: "Although the poor monk didn't recall who he was in his previous life, he remembered a lot of common sense in the fairy world. The poor monk discovered that there are no extraterrestrial demons at all. The so-called extraterritorial demons are probably made up by immortals!"

   "The Immortal has lied to Kyushu for nine thousand years, there must be a secret!"

   "It doesn't matter if the emperor doesn't believe what the poor monk said, but the poor monk hopes that the emperor will be more prepared against immortals in the future."

  Jiang Li pursed his lips, looking at Wu Zhi's serious face, he didn't know what expression to show.

  Jiang Li suppressed his smile and explained to Wu Zhi what happened nine thousand years ago.

   "This kind of thing happened nine thousand years ago. No wonder the fairy would make up lies about the demons from outside the territory. It was the poor monk who wrongly blamed the fairy."

   "There's one more thing I should probably let you know."

  Jiang Li also told about the experience of the underworld and the reincarnation of the Taoist ancestor.

   "What? I'm Daozu?" Wuzhi didn't feel relaxed and happy, but became nervous.

   There are too many legends about the Dao ancestor. It can be said that the ancestor is an omnipotent existence. It is entirely possible for him to replace himself after reincarnation and live another life.

   "No, it was your previous life who was the Taoist ancestor, and you are you."

   "You see that you have awakened so many memories, did you ever have a tendency to become a Taoist ancestor, right?"

   "This shows that you are different from Daozu."

   "The Empress Dowager only said that it is impossible for the Dao ancestor to do something to replace it. When your cultivation continues to improve, the Dao ancestor will use the method of beheading three corpses to separate from your soul."

   "You are you, Daozu is Daozu, you two are different individuals."

   Wu Zhi was relieved.

  Just when Jiang Li was about to say something, Yaoyao's communication symbol lit up.

   This is Yuyin's communication talisman, but the voice of Ruyi Gourd comes from the opposite side.

   "Human Emperor, it's not good, please save the master." Ruyi Hulu asked Jiang Li for help.

   "What's wrong with Yuyin?" Jiang Li stood up abruptly. Could it be that the Fallen Immortal bypassed the blockade of the Kyushu Boundary Protection Formation and sneaked into Kyushu.

   "The master tried to integrate the "painting world" of painting Taoism with the "writing out of the law" of Confucianism. The master succeeded and could enter the world of books, but now something went wrong again."

   "Master entered the world of novels and hasn't come out for a long time."

  Jiang Li raised his eyebrows: "Which novel has she entered?"

   ""The Domineering Mahayana Falls in Love with Me", the master and the holy maiden went in together."

  Jiang Li felt that things would be troublesome.

  (end of this chapter)