Li Daoqiang told Wu Tian's origins, and his words were full of confidence.
This is an extreme idealist.
The few people present could not object and could only try their best to perfect Li Daoqiang's plan.
After all the details were carefully considered and perfected, Li Daoqiang became more confident.
In the next two months, Li Daoqiang was preparing for a war that was coming soon.
The 80th year of Black Dragon City has arrived.
After the new year, Li Daoqiang brought his father to the fairy world to meet Wu Tian.
As soon as they met, Wutian couldn't help but look at his father several times, and surprise flashed deep in his eyes.
It's really amazing that Li Daoqiang, who has only lived for a few decades, has conquered such subordinates.
For tens of thousands of years, the strongest person under his command was Hei Robe.
After two heavenly changes, he was promoted to the realm of Golden Immortal. He was far inferior to the father-god under Li Daoqiang.
In his eyes, this Father God is only one step away from the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.
Not inferior to Avalokitesvara and Maitreya Buddha.
Even if this is in the fairy world, the Father God whose aura is from the divine world will be suppressed, especially in a place like Lingshan.
But if you just cling to Guanyin, it will be enough for a short period of time.
He is truly worthy of being a peerless hero in the human world.
This Brother Li is probably more simple than he imagined.
But now we are dealing with those extremely hypocritical Buddhas in Lingshan. The less simple, the better.
After some simple politeness, Li Daoqiang and Wu Tian made final preparations.
Next to him, only Father God and the black robe existed, listening quietly.
The look on the black robe was vaguely filled with excitement, anticipation and excitement.
Father God, on the other hand, looked calm as usual.
Only in my heart, even if I knew it in advance, I still couldn't help but feel a sense of uneasiness and expectation.
He knew that Li Daoqiang must be one of the few unparalleled heroes in the six realms, and he would definitely be able to accomplish some earth-shaking feats.
So he decisively chose to take refuge.
But he never expected that so soon, Li Daoqiang would plot against a behemoth like Buddhism in the Immortal Realm.
If it really succeeds, maybe he can...
The third day of February in the 80th year of Black Dragon City.
In the fairy world, there is a spiritual mountain in Xiniuhezhou, Jinfo Mountain millions of miles away, in the Randen Temple.
Here the Buddha's light shines all over the sky.
Everywhere is filled with Buddhist solemnity and peace.
On this day, four figures appeared outside Jinfo Mountain, looking at the magnificent temple on the mountain from a distance.
"Brother Wutian, are you sure you want to be polite first and then fight?" Li Daoqiang said softly.
"Gu Fo De is highly respected. If we have his support, everything will go smoothly." Wu Tian said calmly but firmly, with a trace of expectation deep in his quiet eyes.
Li Daoqiang turned to look at him and said nothing more.
Success is also character, failure is also character.
This is Wutian, there’s nothing to say, let’s just let him go for it.
When his head is full of bumps and there is nothing he can do, that's when he, a good brother, becomes a big brother.
"Then I will wait here for the good news from Brother Wutian."
"If something cannot be done, I won't be polite." Seeing that Li Daoqiang didn't say much, Wu Tian gave a comforting assurance.
After saying that, he disappeared.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Li Daoqiang's mouth. He didn't say anything and just watched quietly.
In just two breaths, in the Randen Temple in the distance, the Buddha's light suddenly shone brightly, attracting many eyes in the temple.
Li Daoqiang did not move. This was just the movement caused by Wutian entering the Randen Temple.
It has to be said that being a strong person at the same level and being a lamp for the past Buddha is by no means an easy task.
Even if Wu Tian wants to enter his dojo, he cannot do so silently, he must be discovered.
His original idea and plan was for the two of them to join forces and take advantage of Lingshan's carelessness to directly attack the burning lamp.
As long as it is severely damaged first, Lingshan Tathagata will be a lonely tree that cannot be supported.
But he didn't expect that Wutian would be as "innocent" as he imagined.
at the same time.
The deepest part of Randen Temple.
In a seemingly ordinary Zen room.
The two figures looked at each other.
Yi Zi Zi Wu Tian stood there, wearing black clothes and black hair, and there was an aura of unimaginable terror in his silence.
The other is an old man, wearing a cassock, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, solemn and solemn. He is the owner of Randen Temple, passing the Buddha and Randen.
He looked at Wutian, his brows furrowed, as if he was surprised, apprehensive, regretful, or sighing.
"The young monk Wutian pays homage to the ancient Buddha of Burning Deng." Wutian spoke, raised one hand and bowed slightly, showing a sense of respect that he had not seen in a long, long time.
Ran Deng Ancient Buddha looked deeply at Wu Tian for several times, shook his head slightly, and said meaningfully: "You are still here."
"Yes, I'm here, I'm back.
More than five hundred years ago, I once told Tathagata that I would come back in five hundred years.
Now that five hundred years have passed, it's time for me to come back."
Wutian looked at the lamp-burning ancient Buddha seriously and said seriously.
Then, he nodded slightly and showed a hint of respect again: "Because you are the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, this young monk comes to visit you first.
This also shows the monk’s respect and admiration for you.”
When the ancient Buddha Ran Deng heard this, his expression did not change at all. He just shook his head again and said calmly: "You shouldn't come back."
"Why?" Wutian asked quietly.
"The six realms have been established, the calamity has changed, and you don't have any chance anymore." The ancient Buddha said in a steady voice.
"I don't need any disaster, opportunities will be created by myself." Wutian said confidently.
"Put down the butcher's knife and turn around to find the right shore." The ancient Buddha said solemnly.
"The road ahead of me is smooth, why should I look back?
On the contrary, today's Buddhist world is already filthy.
I want to use my own ability to change the Buddhist world." Wutian's tone fluctuated, with a hint of reluctance.
"You are too extreme. It seems that you are very confident in your own strength. You are much stronger than Moro more than five hundred years ago." The ancient Buddha said solemnly.
"So what compared to Tathagata?" Wutian frowned slightly.
"Evil cannot defeat good." The ancient Buddha said without hesitation.
"Randeng Ancient Buddha, what is evil? What is righteousness?" Wutian's mood fluctuated even more. He took a step forward and asked:
"The Tathagata once said that there is no one, no self, no sentient beings, but why does he treat me like that?
I just want to use my ability to change the Buddhist world."
The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng didn't say much, he just looked deeply at Wu Tian.
Wutian quickly controlled his emotions and said in a deep voice: "Randeng Ancient Buddha, I hope to gain your support.
If you are willing to support me, then you are still the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas."
He did not choose to make a direct attack with Li Daoqiang, but instead used courtesy first and then attack. This was exactly the purpose.