I Really Am Not The Lord Of Demon
/ I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 530
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when Hu Nuonuo left.
Ling Ping'an closed the door and was about to go back to bed to read the news and play a few games.
However, when he turned his head, he noticed a gilded invitation card on the shoe cabinet at the door.
“Who put it here?” he picked it up and looked at the invitation card.
The invitation card was framed exquisitely and smelled of sandalwood.
It seemed to be made in an ancient temple.
He waved his hand and opened the invitation card, but there were no words inside.
“A blank invitation card?” he smiled and put it back to its original place.
He walked to the bedside, took off his shoes, and leaned against the bedside cabinet, continuing to read the news.
He was very concerned about Legend of Nightmare's development.
After all, this was a matter of whether or not he could just sit around and wait for death to come!
All kinds of news reports and analyses did not disappoint him.
A new trending topic appeared on Wechat Read: Legend of Nightmare's public beta news conference to be held the day after.
On other platforms, the related discussions also rose rapidly.
Countless people were discussing all sorts of things regarding the Legend of Nightmare's public beta.
Economists and financiers also started to join in the fun and take advantage of the hype.
This made Ling Ping'an somewhat worried because, with the hype, many reporters would definitely present.
Once he appeared, wouldn't he appear in the eyes of the entire world?
This wasn't good!
He only wanted to muddle along and wait for death. He also only wanted to win just by lying down.
He had never thought of becoming a celebrity!
It would be very tiring and troublesome.
So…
“I should disguise myself!”
“Yup!” he thought of one of his guests who was a fan of cosplay.
So…
“I can do it too!”
It was a game and cosplay would be very normal.
But, what would be more suitable for him?
Fahai?
No!
Fahai was too tall and he was bald, too.
What the hell?
The technical difficulty was a little high!
After all, it was hard to control the balance between two brains, and it was probably troublesome to wear a mask!
“Why stick to a character?” Ling Ping'an thought and had an idea, so he opened an e-commerce website and began to match it.
…
Western World.
Tuoshu Heaven.
This place was badly damaged.
Some statues fell to the ground, shattered celestial mountains, and collapsed heavenly palaces everywhere.
The vast Sky River flowed through them.
One could vaguely hear voices coming from the Sky River.
“I, the old pig, will be the groom again today!”
“Don't be afraid, little girl…”
Along with these voices, one could vaguely see the corpse of a divine general covered in golden armor in the Sky River.
One broken ship after another surrounded this divine general.
The heavenly soldiers and generals on the ships all fell to the ground. Their mouths and noses were bleeding, and there seemed to be a huge hole in their chests.
However, their eyeballs were still rolling.
Suddenly, beside the Sky River, a Buddha statue that had long been broken into pieces suddenly came to life.
The Buddha with a merciful face and a big belly came back from the broken statue.
He only took a glance at the soldiers' corpses in the Sky River.
“Amitabha!” The Buddha chanted.
The eyes of the heavenly soldiers and generals lit up.
“Buddha is merciful!” a voice came out of their mouths.
This world was created by the two saint teachers. It was a whirling world used for performing spells and reasoning.
Therefore, thousands of lives were reincarnated.
The thoughts of the saints had long turned into the heaven and earth of this world.
Therefore, these heavenly soldiers and generals were essentially created by the saints.
Buddha looked at the creations of the saints and said, “I want to invite fellow Daoist Wutian to a banquet!”
“Why don't you all clean up the banquet for me?!”
“We will obey Buddha's decree!”
Thus, 100,000 Sky River Navy generals flew out from the Sky River.
They immediately began to clean up Tuoshu Heaven.
They rebuilt the collapsed palace and sewed up the broken attic.
In just a moment, this dilapidated Tuoshu Heaven had turned back into one of the 33 heavens.
An immortal fog lingered, the plants flourished, the buildings were magnificent and resplendent.
Buddha cast a spell and landed in the peach garden in the Heavenly Court.
As soon as he landed, the entire peach garden seemed to have woken up.
Among the divine trees that had grown for countless years, many wrinkled and deformed faces struggled to be seen.
The vines under the tree grew sharp teeth and sharp mouths.
He…
He…
The vines let out strange cries and hung up a corpse that had long been broken.
The corpse's brains were filled with countless vines, branches, and roots.
The protruding bones on their foreheads were already broken.
There was nothing inside.
A sika deer that had long rotted stood up unsteadily and carried its master, the former Immortal of South Pole.
The Immortal of South Pole slowly opened his turbid eyes and looked at the guests who had arrived.
Black liquid flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
“He… he…” a horrifying voice came out of his throat.
“Greetings, fellow Daoist!” Metteyya Buddha cupped his fists, “My apologies!”
“He… he…!” Immortal of South Pole let out an even stranger voice.
The countless rattan vines in his brains were moving violently as if he could not understand the words of Metteyya Buddha at all.
Therefore, he gently let go.
The rattan vines attacked Metteyya Buddha from all directions.
Immortal of South Pole looked at them and sighed. “Amitabha!”
He chanted the name of Buddha, “Immortal of South Pole, return quickly!”
The Buddha's voice shook the entire peach garden.
Lotus flowers bloomed under the peach trees.
Therefore, the deformed faces in the trees slowly shed their evil under the influence of the Buddha's light and gradually turned into balls of light.
The vines also fell one by one and turned back into the vines in the peach garden.
The Immortal of South Pole in front of the Buddha also transformed into a majestic immortal emperor wearing a traditional robe and stepping on auspicious clouds.
“Greetings, Immortal of South Pole!” Metteyya Buddha looked at Immortal of South Pole in front of him and quickly bowed. “I'm sorry for disturbing your cultivation!”
“No worries!” Immortal of South Pole waved his hand lightly and landed on the ground.
“I was cultivating in this world and comprehending the Great Dao of Skyless Buddha. I was a little lost, but I neglected you. I hope you can forgive me!”
Therefore, with a light wave of his hand, ripe immortal peaches fell from the peaches trees in the peach garden.
They were immortal peaches that bloomed, bore fruit, and matured every three thousand years!
“I know the purpose of your visit, Buddha!” Immortal of South Pole sent these immortal peaches to Metteyya Buddha. “I will offer these ten-some immortal peaches to Buddha. I think you may serve them during Celestial Dragon Carnival!”
Metteyya Buddha cupped his fists and said, “Thank you, fellow Daoist!”
“No need to thank me!” Immortal of South Pole said, “The three religions have discussed this, and the teachers have already decided their fate!”
“If Buddha can invite Daoist Wutian…”
“It will be of great benefit to us!”
For existences like them, any reason that could allow them to advance further was worth spending all their energy and time to pursue.
And the sudden appearance of Skyless Buddha to the existence, who felt that the road ahead was difficult and the distance of the other shore was indefinite, it was akin to the demons in the mortal world seeing the flesh of Tang Sanzang.
The stone of the other mountain could polish the jade.
The three religions had been shackled for too long.
Therefore, the two saints of the Western religion evolved the three thousand whirling worlds and used their own thoughts to rely on the Western religion's ninth-grade virtue green lotus and suppress them with the seven treasures magical tree.
They allowed their disciples to enter the Samsara of these three thousand worlds.
Even saints split up their thoughts and entered them.
Daoists San Qing used Earth, water, wind, and fire to create countless worlds.
Lady Nuwa even fell into a deep sleep. She used her body to create countless worlds and poured in the remaining thoughts and blood essence of the demons. She wanted to use the entire demon race as a springboard to transcend Samsara.
This Western World was formed from a stubborn thought shared by the two saints of the Western religion.
Because this thought was too stubborn, even after thousands of reincarnations, it could not be worn away.
Hence, this world was created.
Unfortunately, it could not break the stubborn stone and truly see the sky.
However, it was also by accident that it attracted the thoughts of the saints on another path to visit.
This was really a pleasant surprise!
The path of that saint was different from the path of all saints.
It was centered around chaos, truth, and destruction.
Ordinary people would naturally be afraid to look at it and avoid it.
However, all the saints were happy to see it.
It was nothing more than killing another nameless corpse.
Therefore, it was not only the saints of Western religions who were paying attention to this world, San Qing was also looking over.
There were even decrees issued from the jade disc of fortune.
Master Hongjun had some thoughts to verify.
Metteyya Buddha knew this, so he cupped his fists and said, “I dare not disobey your decrees!”
Immortal of South Pole nodded.
His figure quickly faded away.
The entire peach garden instantly turned from celestial to evil again.
The throat of Immortal of South Pole let out a sound of unknown meaning.
Vines drilled into his body again.
He became one with the peach garden again.
Looking at it, Metteyya Buddha bowed his head and thought, “Only the peach is not grand enough!”
“I have to go to Wuzhuang Temple and borrow some ginseng fruits!”
Then, he set up an auspicious cloud and flew to the next destination.
In a flash, he landed in front of the Longevity Mountain, which was connected to Kunlun and stood in the sky.
As soon as he landed, two boys with flowers and grass growing on their brains staggered out of a pile of rotten wood.
A maggot crawled out of their eyes.
“Monk Metteyya!” the Buddha smiled and pinched the flowers. “Greetings, Daoist Zhenyuanzi. Please pass the message on my behalf!”
The two children opened their mouths, and their mouths were filled with wooden skin. Their tongues were covered with moss, and on top of the moss sat two children-like shadows.
They cupped their fists and bowed towards Metteyya, “So it is Buddha who has graced us with his presence!”
They seemed to have sensed something, and bowed towards Metteyya Buddha, “My master has issued a decree, Buddha, please enter the manor directly!”
“Good!” Metteyya Buddha cupped his fists and flew into the depths of the Longevity Mountain on the auspicious cloud.
Along the way, he saw ancient trees that were struggling to move.
On these giant trees, there were the shadows of cultivators.
They raised their heads and cupped their fists to greet Metteyya Buddha.
Metteyya Buddha moved quickly. Soon, a Daoist temple filled with dilapidation and decay appeared in front of him.
When Metteyya Buddha came close, a page of the earthly book slowly opened.
Under a huge tree that fell to the ground and was still flowing white juice, there was a figure wearing a Daoist robe with a ferocious face.
His brains seemed to have been shattered by the huge tree, and the white and red ones flowed all over the ground.
On the huge tree, there were rotten fruits.
These fruits hung on the branches like babies.
The appearance of these babies was filled with ferocity.
They screamed and roared.
One by one, they jumped down from the tree and landed on the body of the Daoist who had been crushed by the giant tree, sucking the flesh of the Daoist.
After eating and drinking, they happily patted their round bellies and returned to the treetops.
However, it only took a moment for them to be controlled by hunger again.
All of them had ferocious faces and fierce expressions. Their mouths were filled with sharp teeth.
“Hungry!”
“Hungry!”
“Hungry!”
Hence, they lined up and fell from the treetops to eat the Daoist's flesh and blood.
It was like an endless cycle of reincarnation.
Metteyya Buddha looked at them and cupped his hands to congratulate, “Congratulations, fellow Daoist. You are a few steps closer to beheading an unknown corpse!”
The broken brains of the Daoist who was pressed down by the huge tree suddenly turned around.
His eyeballs slowly moved.
A voice came out of the already broken mouth, “He… he…”
“Please don't laugh at me, Buddha!”
With a slight thought, he flipped open a page of the earthly book.
Everything in front of him vanished into thin air.
A Daoist wearing a gray Daoist robe and holding a horsetail whisk appeared in front of Metteyya Buddha.
It was Zhenyuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth immortals!
The master of Wuzhuang Temple!
“Buddha, you didn't come here to congratulate me, right?” Zhenyuanzi asked.
“I dare not!” Metteyya Buddha cupped his fists, “I want to hold Celestial Dragon Carnival in Tuoshu Heaven and entertain fellow Daoist Wutian!”
“Therefore, I want to borrow some ginseng fruits from fellow Daoist to serve as fruits during Celestial Dragon Carnival!”
“This is easy!” Zhenyuanzi heard it and did not doubt anything else. With a slight movement of his horsetail whisk, a few cute ginseng fruits fell into his hands.
With a slight wave of his hand, these fruits fell into the hands of Metteyya Buddha.
“Since Buddha wants to invite Skyless Buddha!” Zhenyuanzi said, “I have a presumptuous request!”
“Please speak!”
Zhenyuanzi said, “I admire Skyless Buddha's Great Dao and have been studying it for 500 years!”
“Unfortunately, there are still many things that I don't understand!”
“If Skyless Buddha is merciful and willing to answer the questions, that would be the best!”
“Even if some advice is given, I will still be grateful for this favor!”
Metteyya Buddha was slightly stunned when he heard this. Then, he sighed and said, “Why are you doing this, fellow Daoist?”
Among the heavens, karma was the most important!
Zhenyuanzi's request was equivalent to owing a huge amount of karma to the Buddha.
If karma did not disappear, even if this Earth immortal ancestor had the foundation to attain Dao, he would not be able to be freed due to various reasons.
Therefore, there was a saying: mortals fear of effect, Bodhisattvas fear the cause.
And the noumenon of Skyless Buddha was a supreme saint.
He was even a supreme saint on par with Master Hongjun.
The karma owed to him was not easy to repay.
Zhenyuanzi did not say anything. He just cupped his fists and said, “Buddha, please grant me my wish!”
Metteyya Buddha was helpless and could only agree. He said, “In that case, when Skyless Buddha arrives, I would help you to ask him!”
“Thank you!” Zhenyuanzi cupped his fists and bowed.
Chapter end
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