I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 392: Buddha without Heaven

Mei Qing listened to the monster.

　　A classic counterattack of the young Xiuxian?

　　 She carefully figured out the other's context and tone.

　　 She quickly found out what was wrong.

　　 When it seemed to be talking about this, did it pause?

　　What does this mean?

　　 Meiqing is too familiar.

　　 So, she mustered up her courage and asked: "Respect to drive... these classics, can you introduce me to one or two?"

　　 The flames in the opponent's eye sockets suddenly increased a level of brightness, becoming as bright as incandescent.

　　 It seems to be coming.

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

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

　　"For example, there is a classic... tells the story of a mortal, with the help of the wonders of the small jade bottle, and finally won the name of "running" in the Three Realms..."

　　"For example, there is a classic, which describes that in that great time, the heavens are murderous, all kinds of calamities..."

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

　　"Describes the Wutian Buddha, overthrowing the Tathagata, suppressing the Jade Emperor, happily enmity..."

　　 Meiqing couldn't help trembling when she heard this.

　　 She swallowed her saliva, cautiously, and asked tremblingly: "Wu Tian Buddha?"

　　An ancient legend emerged in her heart.

　　 According to legend, four monks, masters and apprentices, walked to Lingshan Daleiyin Temple.

　　 It is not the Tathagata Buddha that I saw.

　　 but...

　　The Tathagata is replaced by the strange and unnatural Buddha of unknown origin!

　　The Godless Buddha pretends to be a Tathagata, giving the evil scriptures and chaos to the gods and masters and apprentices, and crosses the sea without covering the sky, so that the four gods, masters and apprentices will be his evangelists.

　　 eventually caused the chaos in the world, and the gods and Buddhas were lost! !

　　 It’s just that, although this legend is widely spread, there is no proof or evidence after all.

　　 Moreover, within the Three Realms, no one has ever found traces of the existence of the Wutian Buddha.

　　 But now, it spit out from the monster's mouth in the mist.

　　 Moreover, it is a conclusive claim that the Wutian Buddha had overthrown the Tathagata, suppressed the Jade Emperor, and was pleased with enmity...

　　 This is how Mei Qing is not shocked, how not frightened, how not trembling?

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　　 Ling Ping An is cautiously stuffing private goods, deceiving the world and slamming a piece of street shooting he once wrote into the classics.

　　 This was originally an expression of his own vanity.

　　 By squeezing his own book into the ranks of those platinum masterpieces.

　　 used this to raise the price and let myself appear with the masterpieces of platinum.

　　 This is an old problem of literati.

　　Result? 　 When the little girl heard the words Wutian Buddha, it was as if the supporting actor was shrouded in the protagonist’s halo, and immediately became nervous? 　Mysteriously asked: "Wutian Buddha?"

　　Lingping looked at her appearance and expression, and couldn't help touching her chin.

　　 "Could it be that..."

　　 "She has read my book?"

　　"Or my book friend?"

　　This is...

　　umh...

　　 Ling cleared his throat safely? 　 sat upright and kept his body upright.

　　 The most anticipated thing every web author is to meet a reader who reads his own book.

　　And the one who fears most? 　This is also the case.

　　 What if the blade is handed in person?

　　 What if he/she shuts me up?

　　So? 　Ling peacefully hides his expression quietly? 　He asked: "How did the Taoist master ever heard of the prestige of the Wutian Buddha?"

　　 This is the code.

　　 The other side nodded gently: "Small smell..."

　　"I heard...Wu Tian Buddha? 　I once passed down the scriptures, with the four masters and apprentices?"

　　Lingping's eyes lit up: "Huh? 　It's true!"

　　 This is the plot he has been most proud of.

　　Inverted the scriptures to change the Dharma, and deleted all the things related to patience, the afterlife, and the cultivation of blessings? 　 Replaced with content such as happy gratitude, only seeking this life, self-improvement, and tooth for tooth.

　　Of course, how do you do it?　He didn't write it just to give a general idea.

　　Anyway? 　It's important to have a good idea!

　　 What a pity...

　　 The results are terrible!

　　 Since then, he has understood that he is not writing about Xianxia.

　　 but I don’t want to, there are readers who remember it, and it’s a rare creature like a female reader.

　　……………………

　　 Meiqing's heart is shaking.

　　 "Sure enough! As expected!"

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

　　 That...

　　 Meiqing plucked up courage and asked: "What happened later?"

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　　 Lingping smiled awkwardly: "Later... Later..."

　　"The Heavenless Buddha, I feel boring in the mortal world, so he has escaped from the outside world!"

　　 Hmm!

　　 This is also one of the most unscrupulous operations he has ever done.

　　 Eunuch!

　　Every web author has done such a thing.

　　 also dare not mention these things.

　　 After all, it's too shameful and too unprofessional.

　　 but...

　　 can't write anymore!

　　 The Wutian Buddha in that book smashed into Tathagata after three chapters.

　　 Then put on a robes and sat on the throne of Lingshan Daleiyin Temple.

　　After turning Ananda and something quietly (niu) into (qu), I played a game of'Guess what my Buddha wants to do today' with Lao Jade, and it's already More than a hundred thousand words.

　　 Then, I reversed the scriptures and taught (gu) and educated (huo) four masters and apprentices.

　　 Then, there is no more to write, and I can’t write anymore.

　　 can only be a hasty **** dropped!

After 　　 the eunuch, Lingping decisively dropped the vest.

　　 That was almost three years ago.

　　 He was still in school at that time!

　　 I never thought that this little girl had actually read his book on the street three years ago.

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　　 Meiqing listened to the monster.

　　 She lowered her head, thought for a while, and finally summoned all her courage and asked: "Respect... Do you have that classic here?"

　　What the Buddha did not have heaven...

　　 is an unsolved mystery of the Three Realms.

　　If you can know the inside story...

　　Maybe, it has some enlightenment for solving the difficulties of the Three Realms!

　　 The monster listened, the flames in the eye sockets were flying, and the golden lines flowed out like water, turned into a little brilliance, and dissipated in the air.

　　 "Yes, yes!" It stood up and said, "It's just that the material is very general..."

　　 "If you don't want to dislike it..."

　　 "I'll get it for you!"

　　Meiqing quickly checked the chief: "I have work!"

　　 It walked to the strange counter next to it, opened a drawer behind the counter, and pulled out a thin booklet with countless dark characters that seemed to haunt the wrath of Gods and Buddhas.

　　 and it walked back.

　　 "The Taoist..." It said: "This is the book about the story of the Wutian Buddha!"

　　 Mei Qing took it.

　　The palm of my hand seems to be hot.

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

　　 The black-clothed and black-haired Buddha sat cross-legged on it.

　　 The sound of wooden fish is like an evil sound chasing souls.

　　 Hearing Meiqing's scalp numb, her soul was splitting, making her hard to restrain herself, almost going crazy on the spot!

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　　 Ling, safe and cheeky, quietly printed out the old one, and then encapsulated the masterpiece "Wu Tian Buddha" and handed it to the female reader.

　　 As a result, he saw the other person holding a hand, as if he had seen a treasure, and he was as excited as meeting a confidant.

　　 even blushed, and the hand holding the book was shaking.

　　 Lingping's face blushed, and he quickly said: "The Daoist...This book is actually just general..."

　　"Not a masterpiece..."

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

　　 And in my heart, Ling Ping'an is a little bit embarrassed.

　　The author of the **** met the readers of the books he dropped by the eunuch?

　　 Almost everyone will be like him.

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

　　 Fortunately, this reader doesn't know yet, the **** author is right in front of him!

　　 Therefore, Lingping can still quibble and cover up.

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　　 Meiqing was about to be torn apart by the sound of wooden fish, she was crazy on the spot.

　　 The monster's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

　　"The Taoist...This book is actually just general..."

　　 When this sound rang, the sound of the wooden fish, the black face, and the evil Buddha were like a mouse that saw a cat, and disappeared cleanly.

　　 The evil characters on the cover and the wrath of the gods and Buddha were also calmed down.

　　 Meiqing’s eardrums were buzzing because of this, so that he couldn’t hear the monster’s words clearly.

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

　　 At the same time she also knew.

　　 The personality and status of this monster may far exceed her estimates and expectations.

　　Even the evil sounds and devil sounds of the Wutian Buddha, such as the Evil Buddha, can be dispelled by it.

　　 It is at least a person who sits on an equal footing with no balance.

　　 Maybe, the status is still higher than the Heavenless Buddha!

　　 Right!

　　 must be!

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

　　 must be no heaven!

　　As soon as he thought of this, Mei Qing firmly grasped the book in her hand, and refused to relax.

　　 She stood up and looked at the monster...no...should be the sacred in the mist, the power like the Taoist and Buddha!

　　 She bowed her head deeply and pleaded: "Respect drive...this book...can you...sell it to me?"

　　 "I can...pay everything..."

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　　 Ling Ping An can't help but feel a little proud.

　　 "After all... after all... there is such a fanatical existence among my readers!"

　　He was so moved!

　　Think about it, an **** for three years, unknown, even he himself may have almost forgotten.

　　 But there is a reader who is still thinking about it.

　　 Who is not moved?

　　Ling Ping An now feels like eating honey, and I feel very comfortable.

　　 He feels more comfortable than a book he sold for 10,000 yuan!

　　 He coughed slightly, and said to the female reader: "What about this book...I gave it to you!"

　　 It’s a shame to keep this book on the street.

　　 Give it to readers, that's its due destination!

　　 "You don't have to be like this..." Lingping reached out his hand to support the grateful person who was about to bow down, patted her on the shoulder, and pretended to say profoundly: "You and I can meet today, it is also due to the law! "

　　"It's more causal entanglement..."

　　"So no thanks..."

　　um......

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

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　　 Meiqing held the book in her hand.

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

　　 She looked at a strange object in her hand again.

　　 There is a strong light from the utensils, illuminating the mist in front of me.

　　 She couldn't help turning her head, looking at the shadow of her in the fog, under the orange light, watching her shadowyly at the door.

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

　　 Meiqing nodded, turned around, and took a deep breath.

　　 light, illuminating the way forward.

　　 Because of the sparse fog, the road ahead seems to be unblocked.

　　 She walked forward.

　　Mist quietly hears no sound.

　　噗!

　　 At a certain moment, she broke through the diaphragm of the mist.

　　 Then the whole person appeared in the drug barrier.

　　, there was a cold question: "But under the door of the Huangshi brother in the Baotou Mountain?"

　　 Meiqing raised her head, saw a twisted weird head, and questioned her in the poison barrier in front.

　　 She suddenly remembered that she was accepting a weird commission.

　　 She turned her head and looked behind her.

　　 There is no fog at all!

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

　　 An iron cyan token.

　　 "Where's the paint box?" She felt terrified.

　　 She remembered that when Shi Cai was drinking tea in that weird Misty Bookstore, she put the lacquer box on the glass desk of the bookstore.

　　 When she thinks about this, she feels like falling into an ice cave, without a lacquer box, there is no invitation.

　　 There is no invitation, this commission is doomed to fail!

　　 Whether it is the weirdness of Zhujieshan or the unknown of Baotou Mountain, they can tear her apart!

　　 When she was in fear, a huge figure appeared in the poison barrier ahead.

　　 "Why do my eyelids jump today!" The thing laughed in the drug barrier: "It turned out that the distinguished guest came!"

　　 Nine twisted heads, one by one appeared in the mist.

　　 bowed his head down and respectfully said to Mei Qing: "The Jiuqupan Hengdong of Zhujieshan minor repairs the Nine Spirit Yuansheng, pay respect to the fairy under the seat of Wutian Buddha!"

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　　 Lingping pulls down the rolling gate~IndoMTL.com~ and closes the store door.

　　 "Sleep!" he said.

　　Meow!

　　His cat yelled softly on the desk.

　　Lingping looked over and found the case, there seemed to be something more.

　　He walked over and picked it up.

　　 is a lacquer box, very old style.

　　 He gently opened the paint box and found an invitation card inside.

　　 took a look, and he laughed.

　　 I saw that it was written in traditional Chinese script: Ming Chen Jingzhi Food Drinks Qing Nail Palladium Jiahui, condescending to go over the mountain, fortunately, feel it! The ancestor of the right Qizu Weng Jiuling is in front of the old sage. Sun Huangshi, his son, gave his first hundred prayers!

　　"The Huangshijing invitation card in Journey to the West..." he said with a smile.

　　Want to come, that female reader is not only his reader, but also a Westward Journey lover.

　　He put the invitation card back, then closed the lacquer box again, and then clamped it under his arm: "This thing may have been customized with a lot of effort!"

　　 "She will definitely come back and look for it!"

　　 "I will put it away first!"

　　 "Wait for that person to come back, and then return it to her!"

　　 This kind of retro-engraved thing is very valuable!

　　 Naturally important things return to their original owners, so they can’t just be thrown aside.