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Three hundred and ninetieth chapters without heaven Buddha

Mei Qing listened to the monster's words.

A classic about a boy who cultivates immortality and counterattacks?

She carefully studied the other person's context and tone.

She quickly discovered something was wrong.

It seemed to pause when it was saying this?

what does that mean?

Mei Qing is too familiar.

So, she mustered up her courage and asked: "Your Majesty...can you tell me about these classics?"

The fire in the opponent's eyes suddenly increased in brightness and became as bright as incandescence.

It seems to be interesting.

I sat down again, picked up a cup of tea filled with golden tea liquid, and took a sip.

"Guest, if you want to talk to me about this...then I won't be sleepy..."

"For example, there is a classic... It tells the story of a mortal who, with the help of various wonders of the small jade bottle, finally won the name of 'running' in the three realms..."

"For example, there is a classic that describes the prehistoric times, the murderous intent from the sky, and the various disasters..."

"And..." It seemed to think for a while, and finally took out what was at the bottom of the box: "A strange book..."

"Describes Wutian Buddha, overthrowing the Tathagata, suppressing the Jade Emperor, and gratifying grudges..."

When Mei Qing heard this, her body couldn't help but tremble.

She swallowed her saliva and asked cautiously, "Wutian Buddha?"

Ancient legends emerged in her mind.

Legend has it that four divine monks, master and disciple, traveled to Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan.

What I saw was not the Tathagata Buddha.

But...

The Tathagata was replaced by Wutian Buddha, whose origin is unknown and strange!

Buddha Wutian pretended to be the Tathagata and gave the evil scriptures and chaotic laws to the divine monks and disciples. He also concealed the truth and made the four divine monks, masters and disciples his evangelists.

In the end, the world was in chaos and all the gods and Buddhas were lost!!

However, although this legend is widely circulated, there is no proof or evidence after all.

Moreover, no one in the Three Realms, in heaven or on earth, has found any trace of the existence of Buddha Wutian.

But now, it is spat out from the mouth of this monster in the fog.

Moreover, he also categorically claimed that Wutian Buddha had overthrown the Tathagata, suppressed the Jade Emperor, and gratified his grudges...

How can Mei Qing not be shocked, how can she not be frightened, how can she not tremble?

…………………………………………

Lingpingan was carefully stuffing his private goods, and deceitfully stuffed a street-breaking novel he once wrote into the classics.

This was originally an expression of his own vanity.

By inserting your own books into the ranks of those platinum masterpieces.

Use this to increase your worth and allow yourself to appear with the platinums' masterpieces.

This is an old problem among literati.

The result? When the little girl heard the words Wutian Buddha, it was like a supporting character in a novel being enveloped by the protagonist's bastard halo. She immediately became nervous? She asked mysteriously: "Wutian Buddha?"

Lingpingan looked at her appearance and expression and couldn't help but touch her chin.

"Could it be that……"

"Has she ever read my book?"

"Still my book friend?"

This is...

Uh-huh……

Lingpingan cleared his throat and sat upright reservedly.

What every online article author looks forward to most is meeting a reader who reads his or her book.

And what I'm most afraid of is this.

What should I do if I am handed a razor blade in person?

What if he/she wants to lock me up and codeword it?

So? Lingpingan calmly and quietly hid his expression? He asked: "How come the Taoist Master has heard of the reputation of Wutian Buddha?"

This is the secret code.

The other party nodded slightly: "I heard a little bit..."

"I heard... Wutian Buddha? He once handed down scriptures to the four masters and disciples?"

Lingpingan's eyes lit up: "Huh? This is indeed the case!"

This was his most proud episode.

Turn the scriptures upside down, let the Buddhist teachings change, and delete all the things about endurance, the next life, and the cultivation of blessings? Replace them with content about grudges, gratification, only seeking this life, self-improvement, and tit for tat.

Of course, how to operate it in detail? He didn't write it down, just gave a rough outline.

Anyway, it’s a novel? Having clear ideas is very important!

pity……

The results are dismal!

Since then, he has understood that he is not the material to write fairy tales.

Unexpectedly, there are still readers who remember it, and they are such rare creatures as female readers.

……………………

Mei Qing's heart was shocked.

"As expected! As expected!"

The legend is true. Buddha Wutian really reversed the scriptures and changed the contents!

That……

Mei Qing plucked up her courage and asked, "What happened next?"

……………………

Lingpingan smiled awkwardly: "Later... later..."

"Buddha Wutian felt that the mortal world was boring, so he fled to a foreign land!"

Um!

This was one of the most unscrupulous actions he had ever done.

Eunuch!

Every online article author has done something like this.

They don't even dare to mention these things.

After all, it's too shameful and unprofessional.

But……

I can’t write anymore!

The Wutian Buddha in that book defeated the Tathagata within three chapters of his appearance.

Then he put on his cassock and sat on the throne of Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan.

After quietly turning Ananda into (qu), I played a game of 'guess what I want to do today' with the Jade Emperor, and already had more than 100,000

Words.

Then, he reversed the scriptures and taught (gu) and educated (huo) the four masters and disciples.

After that, I no longer have to write, and I can’t continue writing.

It can only be a careless eunuch!

After becoming an eunuch, Lingpingan decisively threw away the vest.

That was almost three years ago.

He was still in school at that time!

I didn’t expect that this little girl would have read his book on street fighting three years ago.

………………………………

Mei Qing listened to what the monster said.

She lowered her head, thought for a while, and finally summoned up all her courage to make a request: "Your Majesty... do you have that classic here?"

What Wutian Buddha did...

It is an unsolved mystery in the three realms.

If you can know the inside story...

Maybe it will provide some inspiration for solving the current difficulties in the Three Realms!

As the monster listened, the fire in its eye sockets flew, and little golden threads flowed out like water, turning into little bits of brilliance and dissipating in the air.

"Yes, there is!" it stood up and said, "It's just that the material is very ordinary..."

"If you don't mind it..."

"I'll get it for you!"

Mei Qing quickly bowed her head and said, "Thank you!"

It walked to the strange counter next to it, opened a drawer behind the counter, and pulled out a thin booklet that seemed to be surrounded by countless dark characters and vaguely contained the angry roars of gods and Buddhas.

Then it came back.

"Taoist Master..." it said: "This is the book about the story of Wutian Buddha!"

Mei Qing took it.

The palms of my hands felt as if they were being burned.

A black lotus is spinning on the cover of the book.

The Buddha with black clothes and black hair sits cross-legged on it.

The sound of the wooden fish sounds like the evil sound chasing souls and seeking their lives.

Mei Qing's scalp was numb and her soul was about to burst. She couldn't control herself and almost went crazy on the spot!

…………………………

Lingpingan shamelessly handed the female reader his blockbuster novel "Wutian Buddha" which he had secretly printed out and then sealed.

As a result, when he saw the other person holding his hand, he felt as if he had seen a treasure and was as excited as meeting a close friend.

Even his face turned red and the hand holding the book was trembling.

Lingpingan's face turned red and he quickly said: "Taoist Priest...this book is actually just average..."

"Not really a masterpiece..."

"You don't have to be like this..."

But in my heart, Lingpingan felt a little embarrassed.

The eunuch author met the readers of his own eunuch books?

Probably everyone will be like him.

I just want to dig a hole in the ground, crawl in and hide.

Fortunately, this reader doesn’t know yet, but the eunuch author is right in front of him!

Therefore, Lingpingan can still quibble and cover up.

……………………

Mei Qing was about to be torn apart by the sound of wooden fish, and went crazy on the spot.

The monster's voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Taoist Priest...this book is actually just a general..."

When this sound rang out, the sound of the wooden fish, the black face, and the evil Buddha disappeared completely like a mouse after seeing a cat.

The evil characters on the cover and the angry roars of the gods and Buddhas also calmed down.

Mei Qing's eardrums buzzed because of this, making it difficult to hear what the monster said next.

But she understood that her life was saved by this monster.

At the same time she also knew.

This monster's status and status may far exceed her estimates and expectations.

Even the evil sounds and demonic voices of evil Buddhas such as Wutian Buddha can be dispelled by just one word.

It is at least an equal to Wu Tian.

Maybe his status is still higher than that of Wutian Buddha!

right!

Definitely is!

He can know and possess the evil book that records the actions of Wutian Buddha.

It must be above the sky!

As soon as she thought of this, Mei Qing firmly grabbed the book in her hand and refused to let go.

She stood up and looked at the monster... no... it should be the sacred one in the mist, the Taoist, as powerful as the Buddha!

She bowed her head deeply and begged: "Your Majesty...this book...can you...sell it to me?"

"I can...pay any price..."

…………………………………………

Lingpingan couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"After all...after all...there are such fanatics among my readers!"

He was extremely moved!

Think about it, a novel that has been unknown for three years, even he himself may have almost forgotten about it.

But there is one reader who is still thinking about it in his heart.

Who wouldn’t be touched by this?

Lingpingan now feels as if he has eaten honey, and his whole body is extremely comfortable.

He felt more comfortable than if he had sold a book worth 10,000 yuan!

He coughed slightly and said to the female reader: "Where is this book...I gave it to you!"

It’s a shame to keep this book that was so popular back then.

Giving it to readers is its rightful destination!

"You don't have to be like this..." Lingpingan reached out to support the other person's body, which was about to bow down in gratitude, patted her shoulder, and said in a pretentious manner: "It is fate that you and I can meet today!"

"It's even more entangled with cause and effect..."

"So you're welcome..."

Um……

I hope she never knows that the eunuch author is the person opposite her now.

……………………

Mei Qing held the book in her hand.

This book is now very tame, without the original evil and madness.

She looked at a strange artifact in her hand again.

A strong light was emitted from the utensil, illuminating the fog in front of him.

She couldn't help but turn around and look at the shadowy figure looking at her at the door under the orange light in the mist.

The other party waved to her: "Go home early!"

Mei Qing nodded, turned around, and took a deep breath.

Light illuminates the way forward.

As a result, the fog thinned, and the road ahead seemed to be clear.

She walked forward.

There was no sound in the mist.

puff!

At a certain moment, she broke through the barrier of fog.

The whole person then appeared in the poison barrier.

In my ears, a cold question appeared: "Are you the disciple of Brother Huang Shi in Leopard Head Mountain?"

Mei Qing raised her head and saw a twisted, weird creature asking her questions in the poisonous barrier in front of her.

She suddenly remembered that she was accepting a strange commission.

She turned around and looked behind her.

There is no fog at all!

She looked at her hand again, and saw a dark, unknown, thin book.

An iron-green token.

"Where's the paint box?" She suddenly felt horrified.

She remembered that when she was drinking tea in that strange misty bookstore, she put the lacquer box on the glass table of the bookstore.

When she thought of this, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Without the lacquer box, there would be no invitation.

Without an invitation, this commission is doomed to fail!

Whether it's the weirdness of Zhujie Mountain or the ominousness of Leopard Head Mountain, they can tear her apart!

When she was feeling frightened, a huge figure appeared in the poison barrier in front of her.

"I wonder why your eyelids are twitching today!" The thing laughed loudly in the poison barrier: "It turns out that a distinguished guest is here!"

Nine twisted heads appeared one by one in the mist.

But he bowed his head and bowed to Mei Qing with great respect: "Jiu Ling Yuansheng, the minor cultivator of Jiuqu Panheng Cave in Zhujie Mountain, pays homage to the fairy under the seat of Wutian Buddha!"

…………………………………………

Lingpingan pulled down the rolling shutter and closed the store door.

"Go to sleep!" he said.

Meow!

His cat meowed softly on the desk.

Lingpingan looked over and found that there seemed to be something extra on the table.

He walked over and picked it up.

It's a lacquer box, very old style.

He gently opened the lacquer box and found an invitation inside.

When he picked it up and looked at it, he laughed.

I saw that it was written in traditional Chinese: Tomorrow, I will treat you with delicious food and drink to celebrate the Palladium Festival. I condescend to cross the mountain to talk about it. Fortunately, don’t go out. I am so grateful! The ancestor Jiuling Yuan Sheng from the right is in front of me. His disciple Sun Huang

Shidun’s first hundred obeisances!

"The yellow lion spirit invitation in Journey to the West..." he said with a smile.

Come to think of it, that female reader is not only his reader, but also a lover of Journey to the West.

He put the invitation back, closed the lacquer box again, and tucked it under his arm: "Maybe this thing was made custom-made with a lot of effort!"

"She'll definitely come back looking for it!"

"I'll put it away first!"

"Wait until that person comes back and then give it back to her!"

This kind of retro replica is worth a lot of money!

Naturally, things must be returned to their original owners and cannot be left casually.

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