Great Shang in the Western Territory.
Handsome account.
The King of Triumph looked at the crudely made magical weapon in the hands of the man in front of him, with a speechless look on his face.
"What, doesn't it look good?"
Li Ziye showed off his masterpiece, shaking the stainless steel fan embedded with the light stone here and there, and asked.
“Eclectic.”
The King of Triumph really couldn't think of any words to describe it. After thinking for a long time, four words came out.
On the side, Tao Yaoyao said nothing and did not want to comment.
Such a crude weapon was given to her for free, but she didn't want it.
It's embarrassing to hold.
"Let's get down to business."
Seeing the awkward atmosphere in the tent, the King of Triumph immediately changed the subject and said, "Mr. Sanyu, what do you think should be done with this Holy Sword of Judgment?"
"Of course it's the one who returned it to Tianyu Palace."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "It is the way of a gentleman to borrow something and pay it back again."
"how do I say this?"
King Triumph asked cooperatively.
"It's just a sword, and it can only serve a limited purpose. Therefore, good steel must be used on the blade."
Li Ziye took out the Holy Sword of Judgment and handed it over, and said seriously, "Don't take this sword out of its sheath, or you will be in trouble. As for whether this sword is used to deal with Wen Daoran or Mu Shouzhi, it is up to you, the King of Triumph, to decide personally. Remember, When negotiating, ask for a higher price to avoid suspicion on the part of Tianyu Palace."
"I understand."
The King of Triumph understood, took the holy sword, and responded, "The price is high and the price is high. Now we are taking the initiative. Of course we must be more confident."
"Did you do anything to the sword?"
On the side, Tao Yaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.
"A little bit."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "As the saying goes, soldiers never tire of deceit, and as the saying goes, soldiers are also crafty!"
"At first glance, Mr. Sanyu is a man who is familiar with the art of war."
The King of Triumph praised with a smile on his face that he, a great businessman, lacked such capable and unconventional talents.
"The King of Triumph is overly praised."
Li Ziye responded humbly, "I've only read one or two books, so I understand a little bit."
Half a day later.
The army of Tianyu Palace is in the camp.
A letter was delivered. After reading the letter, Mu Shouzhi suddenly showed anger on his face.
How abominable!
Those people at Dashang are like lions.
"What do they want?"
In the camp, Wen Daoran asked with an indifferent expression.
"Three thousand sets of silver armor cavalry armor!"
Mu Shouzhi responded in a deep voice.
"Three thousand sets?"
On the side, Yan Xiaoyu's eyes darkened and he said, "They really dare to open such a mouth."
Each set of the armor of the Silver Armored Cavalry can be said to be piled up with real money and silver, and they are still expensive but not marketable.
Even if his Tianyu Palace can equip 20,000 silver-armored cavalry, it has already taken a hundred years of accumulation, and it is impossible to come up with more in a short period of time.
"The Holy Sword of Judgment must be retrieved."
Wen Daoran said calmly, "Otherwise, the face of our Tianyu Palace will be completely lost."
The Holy Sword of Judgment is not just a magical weapon for Tianyu Palace, but a symbol that cannot be lost.
"I'll pay you back on the spot if you ask for a high price."
Yan Xiaoyu sneered and said, "We definitely cannot accept their conditions. However, since it is a negotiation, there is room for discussion. The key is who will go?"
Mu Shouzhi remained silent. Not everyone could go to the Shang Dynasty military camp if they wanted to.
If there are triumphant kings and Rakshasa kings there, even the five realms may never come back.
However, if someone with insufficient weight is sent, Dashang will probably not be willing to pay attention to it.
"Let me go."
Wen Daoran responded, "Only I can handle the King of Triumph. If you go, you will be in danger."
Although the two countries are at war without killing envoys, the people of Dashang have always been unruly and untrustworthy.
"Okay, then we have the old palace master Lao!"
Mu Shouzhi nodded and said politely, with the status and strength of the old palace master, if you are willing to go in person, it is the best choice.
Just when Tianyudian and Dashang were about to start the first round of negotiations.
Buddha country, Green Lantern Temple.
Sanzang became a demon and entered the fifth realm. He failed to exorcise the demonic energy. In this life, there is no hope of returning to the human body.
In Qingdeng Temple, there is only one price for becoming a demon.
Suppressed under the Pure Light Tower forever.
Tripitaka is not the first, nor will he be the last.
For thousands of years in the Buddhist Kingdom, those who practiced Buddhism became possessed and entered the devil's path. In the end, they were all crushed under the Pure Light Pagoda.
This is punishment and a certain fate.
"Amitabha!"
The traitor did not respect the laws of Buddhism. The Qingdeng Buddha stood up and walked out of the temple. The Buddhist energy surged out of his body. The entire Qingdeng Temple was shaken by the terrifying power.
"Master, do you want to kill me?"
Sanzang looked at the master who was about to take action personally and asked.
"Send you to the Pure Light Pagoda." Green Lantern Buddha said solemnly.
"Master should know better than anyone what kind of place the Pure Light Tower is. How is it different from death if you go in?"
Sanzang looked calm and said, "Master, what's wrong with this disciple?"
"Being possessed is wrong."
Green Lantern Buddha stepped forward step by step and said with a cold expression, "This is the rule."
"I, the compassionate Buddha, will never set such rules."
Sanzang said seriously, "This is the rule of Qingdeng Temple, not the rule of my Buddha."
"Buddha will not tolerate evil words and deceitful words!"
The Green Lantern Buddha twisted the Buddha's seal with his left hand, and golden light shone all over his body. He immediately struck it with a palm, and the golden light turned into a giant hand, trying to catch the possessed disciple in front of him.
Sanzang's expression condensed, he stepped on his feet, and the demonic aura surged around him, and he quickly retreated ten feet away.
He didn't understand before, but now he understands.
At first, he saved Qingqing, but now, he is saving himself.
There is no difference.
Demon, must it be wrong?
He devoted himself to the Buddha, but just because he became a demon, he would be suppressed under the Pure Light Pagoda forever. How could it make sense?
"boom!"
The old Buddha of Qingdeng has boundless power. One palm after another, and another palm, the Buddha's power becomes even greater.
Unable to avoid it, Sanzang received a palm forcefully. Immediately, blood splattered all over his body, and he took several steps back.
In Qingdeng Temple, who can rival the Qingdeng Buddha, who is also known as the Human Buddha.
"Zen is not Zen, the dragon's roar illuminates the universe!"
The Buddha showed no mercy. The rosary beads in the hands of the Green Lantern Buddha burst out with dazzling golden light. He twisted the Buddha's seal with his hands, and the unique Buddhist style reappeared in the world.
"The mirror is not the truth!"
When Sanzang saw this, his demonic body performed Buddha's moves, surrounded by heavy black energy, which turned into mirror light and blocked it in front of him.
"boom!"
The Buddha's light pressed down, and the mirror broke in response. The Buddha and the demons restrained each other, and Sanzang's body flew out again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The blood-stained face, with Buddha marks between the eyebrows, was filled with black energy, and not much of the past could be seen anymore.
After all, demons cannot be tolerated in the world, let alone Qingdeng Temple, a Buddhist country that is a pure land on earth.
Just when Sanzang was in crisis.
The far north.
A desperate place shrouded in extreme night and extreme cold all day long.
A pair of beautiful eyes opened and looked towards the world.
Not far away, Shui Jing felt something and asked, "Goddess, what's wrong?"
"Young monk, you have entered the Five Realms."
Qingqing said calmly, "He has truly become a demon."
"Do you want my subordinates to go and fetch him?"
Shui Jing's eyes narrowed and he asked.
"No need, I'll go there myself."
Qingqing stood up and said calmly, "You continue to concentrate on your cultivation. Now that the world has changed, not only our demon race, but also the human race have masters. The next war will be a decisive battle."
"yes!"
Shui Jing respectfully accepted the order.
"Buddha?"
Qingqing smiled coldly and walked away immediately.
In the Buddhist country, who is the real Buddha?
Little monk, do you see clearly?
