Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

"See if we can resolve the changes in this world."

Mo Buddha looked as if he would sacrifice his life for benevolence.

Immediately let Lingshan Fozi and others stand in awe.

But Lingshan Fozi hesitated for a while, and still didn't let Mofo take the risk.

Anyway, it's just tentative research, there's no need to come up with Wang Zang right away.

After all, in the eyes of Lingshan Buddha, among the Buddhist disciples present, Mo Buddha's cultivation base strength is only inferior to him.

In fact, if he hadn't taken a fancy to the strength of Mofo's cultivation base.

Lingshan Buddha would not accept Mo Buddha so quickly.

After all, as we all know, monks do not lie to monks.

The higher the cultivation level of Buddhist disciples, the deeper the Dharma, and the Buddha's mind is clear and trustworthy.

"Amitabha."

"Thank you, Zen Master, for your reminder, otherwise the poor monk would have almost missed a big deal."

"But Zen Master's Buddhism is profound, but he is not suitable for that kind of temptation."

Lingshan Buddha's eyes swept over all the Buddhist disciples in the temple.

Finally, he chose a monk with a moderate cultivation level, and said in a deep voice.

"Understand the law. It's up to you to go to the space of the main god, and explore the reality of the immeasurable dream of the blessed life."

"I'll protect the law for you!"

"Amitabha."

Monk Wufa had a bitter face, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only sing the Buddha's name.

Then sit cross-legged, according to the teachings of Mo Buddha, try to silently recite the blessings of the immeasurable great dream fairy, once dreaming of the main god.

The same thing happened in other ethnic groups.

Even though it is so easy for King Yanfu to enshrine the Immortal God of Blessed Boundless Dream, he even ordered those who disrespect him to be punished together.

However, the powerhouses of all ethnic groups did not unite at all, and confronted King Yanfu to make King Yanfu take back his fate.

This is of course because the various ethnic groups are in a state of disunity.

But it was also thanks to the dreamy Bubble Nine Spirits, including the Demon Buddha, who secretly caused trouble.

For example, in the stronghold occupied by the monster monks at the moment.

With the help of the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit hidden in the Fatianxiangdi, Master Wushuang transformed himself into the identity of the King of Ten Thousand Monsters, and was brainwashing all the monster monks.

"As the saying goes, those who know current affairs are heroes."

"Fellow Daoists."

"This king thinks that he can enshrine this Blessed Life Immeasurable Great Dream Immortal for the time being."

"Left and right are only in name."

"As you all saw just now, this Blessed Life Immeasurable Great Dream Immortal Venerable is not following the path of faith, and we don't need to pay faith and worship devoutly."

"You only need to enshrine in name, and you can freely enter and exit the space of the main god."

"Maybe it's the fateful opportunity we've been looking for."

"So if there is no demon objection, then this king proposes that everyone immediately enter the space of the main god and take the status of a reincarnation."

"Then wait and see."

"My young master objects!"

Chapter 472

A shout.

It was not easy to recover from the serious injury, and the young master Jinpeng, who couldn't even transform himself, came late.

Seeing that Mr. Wushuang was inciting many monster monks to enter the space of the main god and serve as dogs for that Blessed One, the Immemorial Dream Immortal, he suddenly flew into a rage.

What grade is Fusheng Wuliang Dameng Xianzun worthy of being enshrined by the young master of the golden-winged roc clan? !

Not even on the surface.

What's more, King Yanfu hurt his body and also hurt his heart.

If he doesn't avenge this revenge, how will he, Young Master Jinpeng, mess around in the future!

"You object?!"

"You object to something that everyone agrees on? Who the hell are you!"

Young Master Wushuang sneered, and lit up the sword in his hand with unkind eyes.

"You dare to insult me?!"

Young Master Jinpeng was shocked, he still didn't know the identity of Young Master Wushuang.

Just pretending to be an unknown pawn who hadn't noticed before, jumping out to pretend to be a fat man while he was recuperating from a serious injury.

It is true that there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings!

A mere mob-haired demon dares to act presumptuously in front of this young master!

The young master Jinpeng was burning with anger, and he killed decisively. His backhand was a big roc spreading its wings, intending to kill Mr. Wushuang.

Let the Yaozu monks present recall the fear of being dominated by his young master Jinpeng.

But the killing of Young Master Jinpeng is still within his wings.

Young Master Wushuang's sword light had already arrived first, slashing heavily at Young Master Jinpeng.

The sword energy gushes out like a flame, and the sword light hangs high like a scorching sun.

Young Master Jinpeng let out a scream, flew upside down in an instant, coughed up blood, half of his wings were cut off in an instant, terrified, and roared angrily.

"How dare you hit me?!"

"Ah, you little mob, you're dead!"

"What are you doing in a daze!"

"Kill him to my young master!"

"Not only him, but also the family of this miscellaneous family, this young master will also uproot him!"

Young Master Jinpeng roared, but the monster soldiers and generals who followed him did not move.

Instead, after hesitating for a while, he whispered to the angry young Jinpeng.

"Young master, he is the king of ten thousand demons."

"It's the Wan Yao Dharma King who was suspected to be your younger brother in the ancestral land of the Demon Court."

Young Master Jinpeng was stunned for a moment, and he was even more frightened and angry when the distant memories came back.

"It's him!"

"That bastard born from the peacock clan?!"

Back then in the ancestral land of the Demon Court.

The Wan Yao Dharma King incarnated by Lin Qi was mistaken by the young master Jinpeng for the illegitimate son born of his amorous father and the colorful peacock clan.

Afterwards, Young Master Jinpeng naturally didn't dare to ask his father personally.

We can only secretly search and investigate the Wan Yao Dharma King.

Although the investigation turned up nothing.

However, it did not prevent some of the subordinates around Young Master Jinpeng from knowing the exiled blood of the Golden Winged Roc, the King of Thousand Monsters.

This is also the reason why Young Master Wu Shuang was accepted by the monster monks headed by Young Master Jinpeng so quickly.

When the young master Jinpeng was severely injured by King Yan Fu, and the group of demons had no leader.

Lord Wushuang appeared as the King of the Ten Thousand Monsters, which naturally made the monks of the Monster Race feel like they had a new backer.

At this moment, I watched Young Master Wu Shuang and Young Master Jinpeng fighting each other, facing each other tit for tat.

Even young master Jinpeng's close entourage can't help thinking that he is a fateful enemy, a lifelong enemy.

He also did not dare to rashly intervene in the dispute between Young Master Wushuang and Young Master Jinpeng.

It's just that there is a demon who persuades Young Master Jinpeng in a low voice.

"Young master, you are seriously injured now, but it is not good to provoke the Wan Yao Dharma King."

"After all, you don't want to be replaced by him, do you?"

Young Master Jinpeng, who was originally full of murderous intent, suddenly felt terrified, seeing Young Master Wu Shuang grinning and raising his sword, he wanted to kill again.

Immediately realized that this young master Wushuang really dared to kill him.

So he resolutely followed his heart, and said harshly and softly.

"Wan Yao Dharma King, for the sake of my father, this young master does not have the same knowledge as you."

"let's go!"

After all, Young Master Jinpeng was about to take his subordinates and leave immediately.

"Want to leave?! Does this king allow you to leave?"

"Don't even look at what's going on now."

"There is him on the outside, I curse and stare at him, and on the inside, there is this Great Dream Immortal Venerable coming powerfully with hundreds of billions of reincarnations."

"At the time of external troubles and internal troubles, we can only have a chance if we are united and advance and retreat together."

"And now you actually want to split us up."

"Jin Peng, do you really think that this king dare not kill you?"

Young Master Wushuang stared at him covetously, wanting to kill Young Master Jinpeng with his sword.

But hold back.

Because young master Jinpeng is still needed to endorse his identity as the King of the Ten Thousand Demons.

The monster monks who came to the Yin-Yang universe are not limited to those in front of them.

The total number is more than a million, but they are scattered in different plane worlds.

Just like the other celestial monks who were supposed to come to the Yin-Yang universe with Lynch before and after.

In the end, it was the same as not appearing in the same plane world as Lynch.

The monks of various races that exist in the Yama-Floating Realm are actually just the tip of the iceberg among the hundreds of millions of monks from other lands in the entire Yin-Yang universe.

Moreover, it is limited by the limitations of the Yin-Yang universe on the realm of cultivation.

Whether it is the Buddha of Lingshan or the young master Jinpeng.

Even looking at the entire Yin-Yang universe, they can all be considered leaders in their respective ethnic groups.

So it is necessary to rely on their endorsement to better deceive monks from other worlds.

At least until Mofo and Master Wushuang's mutual status in Buddhism and Yaozu is stable.

However, one should not rush to kill Lingshan Fozi and Jinpeng Young Master.

However, this young master Jinpeng dared to scold me.

Hmph, he already has the means to die!

Young Master Wu Shuang snorted coldly in his heart, gestured with the sword in his hand, thinking that capital crimes are inevitable, and life crimes are inevitable.

Do you want to beat Young Master Jinpeng into an egg?

Anyway, as long as the young master Jinpeng is not killed, it should not affect his potential undercover in the monster clan.

The young master Jinpeng was stared at by Master Wushuang's malicious eyes, and his heart was chilled, and he said sternly.

"Myriad Demon King, don't think that this young master is afraid of you!"