The feud between Buddhism and Biyou Palace has a long history, and can even be traced back to the Battle of the Gods.
Previously, Maitreya and others were seriously injured by Emperor Qin, and their realm was on the verge of falling. They could have recovered through slow recuperation, but due to the malicious intervention of the Master of Tongtian Sword, the injuries broke out and they fell from the third realm of heaven to the first realm.
If the Buddha had not sent them into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool at all costs a few days ago, and used Buddhist luck and various treasures to heal their injuries, it is not known whether they would have been able to return to the third realm of heaven and human beings.
With such deep hatred, how could you not let Maitreya and others keep it in mind?
Tongtian Sword Master is a saint, and Maitreya and others cannot afford to offend them, but Yunmengze Shuijun and Di Xin sent by Tongtian Sword Master are not.
In addition, although Nanzhao Fire God and Yunmengze Shuijun both belong to the Shinto, they are naturally incompatible with each other because one is fire and the other is water, so their relationship has never been good.
With hatred spreading all over the house, one can imagine the attitude of Maitreya and others towards Yunmengze Suijun. They ridiculed Yunmengze Suijun and immediately threw them at Yunmengze Suijun's head.
Yunmengze Shuijun, as the pinnacle of ancient Shinto, has always been arrogant and arrogant. How can he endure the taunts of the three Buddhists?
Immediately, the momentum exploded, and thirty-six clones appeared, surrounding the three Buddhists in the middle.
Yunmengze Shuijun said indifferently: "Although I can't deal with Zhuang Zhou, I am still somewhat sure of you three."
Maitreya retorted: "The poor monk probably knows a little bit about why Shinto has declined. Perhaps it is because there are too many powerful people like Suicune who are good at internal fighting. Buddhism, on the contrary, has always been united as one, so it has been prosperous for a long time.
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"If Lord Sui can revive Shinto in the future, don't forget what the poor monk taught you today, lest you bring Shinto to a place of eternal destruction."
Yunmengze Shuijun narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, a ray of cold light flashed through, thirty-six clones formed seals together, and an endless wave appeared out of thin air and spread towards Maitreya and the others.
But how can the Maitreya trio be so easy to deal with?
Maitreya spread his right hand and saw a Buddha Kingdom manifesting in the palm of his hand, from small to large, protecting the three of them, allowing the endless waves to hit them, standing still.
Avalokitesvara threw the white jade bottle above his head, and a huge suction force came out from it, sucking the waves into it like a bottomless pit.
Ksitigarbha sat cross-legged, with streams of muddy yellow liquid overflowing from his body, seeping into the waves, gradually turning them yellow.
The waves dyed yellow stood there motionless, as if they had lost their vitality and life.
Just when the two sides were fighting fiercely, a long river of majestic righteousness fell from the sky, separating the Buddha Kingdom from the waves.
Meng Ke looked ugly and said: "You came to deal with Lin Ze under the orders of the saints. Now that the enemy is here, you, as allies, are fighting here. If we miss the important events of several saints, you will bear the consequences.
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Yunmengze Shuijun said with disdain: "Ally? In front of the sage Meng Ke, how could these bald donkeys from Buddhism ever think that I am an ally?"
Not to be outdone, Maitreya said: "The poor monk has never seen anyone who is not an enemy but only takes out his anger on his own allies. Could it be that mountain spirits and water monsters are different from ordinary people?"
Mountain spirit and water monster?
When Yunmengze Shuijun heard these words, he felt that his blood was rising and was about to explode.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Meng Ke quickly advised: "Don't talk about it, both of you. A powerful person in the third realm of heaven and human beings can make noises like ordinary people. How can you behave like this?"
"Can you two listen to what I'm going to say next, step back and stop arguing? If you two really want to see who is better, let's see who can win over Lin Ze and give the saints a satisfactory explanation."
"I would like to be a witness. The loser bows his head to the winner and admits his mistake. He admits that he is inferior. What do you two think?"
Yunmengze Shuijun said proudly: "I dare to bet, but I'm afraid these three bald donkeys won't."
Maitreya sneered and said: "How can the saint's disciples be afraid of you, a mountain spirit and water monster?"
Yunmengze Shuijun's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Seeing that the dispute that had finally been stopped was about to break out again, Meng Ke decisively interjected: "That's it. In the next round of battle, who will go first?"
Lord Yunmengze Shui snorted coldly: "Don't Bald Don't you think you are extraordinary in strength? Let them go first. If I win, I'm afraid they will make excuses, saying that they lost because they came last."
Maitreya shook his head and said: "You want the poor monks to consume Lin Ze's strength, and then take advantage of the opportunity to speak out. Why pretend to be righteous?"
A cold light flashed in Yunmengze Shuijun's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I will strike first."
Meng Ke intervened at the right time and said: "Then it's settled, Shuijun will be the first to take action, followed closely by Lord Maitreya, followed by my brothers, Vulcan, Soldier Sage and Di Xin."
Speaking of this, Meng Ke paused for a moment and glanced at everyone present: "Do you have any objections?"
Jiang Shang hurriedly said: "I have a question, and I hope that the sage Meng Ke will not hesitate to answer it."
Meng Ke replied: "Sage of War, let me ask."
Jiang Shang coughed slightly and said: "As far as I know, Lin Ze's own strength is mediocre and not worth mentioning, but he can use the destiny to connect with the way of heaven. With the help of the way of heaven, he can be said to be invincible in the same realm, sweeping across all the saints."
It’s not an exaggeration to go down.”
"Did Sage Meng Ke ever think about it, if we take turns to fight, but because we are not Lin Ze's opponent, we will suffer damage to our cultivation luck and risk falling on the spot? How should we solve this problem?"
At this point, Jiang Shang stopped talking very wisely, but the meaning he expressed was very obvious, how to avoid risks.
Meng Ke said calmly and calmly: "You don't have to worry, Soldier Saint. First of all, except for Shuijun, we are all in groups of three and look after each other. It is difficult for Lin Ze to succeed."
"Secondly, my master, the Confucian Sage, is meditating in Yangzhai City. If there is any danger, my master will definitely try to save you and save your lives."
Jiang Shang's expression suddenly dawned upon hearing this, and he bowed in the direction of Yangzhai City, which was regarded as paying homage to the Confucian saint's care in advance.
Maitreya spoke up at the right moment: "Yunmengze Shuijun, it's your turn to challenge."
Yunmengze Shuijun snorted, flew forward for a while, arrived at the gate of the Western Qin camp, and said loudly: "Where is Lin Ze, the destined one, do you dare to come out and fight me fairly?"
Lin Ze, who was in the camp, glanced at the ten people standing in mid-air, and replied from a distance: "A fair fight? Who just teamed up to attack in a sneak attack? Suicune said this, don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Yunmengze Shuijun's expression froze, and he said solemnly: "I dare to swear to the law of heaven that the fight will be absolutely fair. If anyone else interferes, they will be counterattacked by the law of heaven."
Lin Ze replied without thinking: "Then you should keep them away at least."
Before Yunmengze Shuijun could speak, Meng Ke and others automatically retreated far away after hearing Lin Ze's words.
Lord Yunmengze Shui said again: "They are far away, do you dare to come out and fight?"
Lin Ze lazily replied: "How about another day? I am tired today and don't want to fight anymore. If Shuijun is sincere, we will fight in front of the camp tomorrow at twilight hours. We won't get together or leave."