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Chapter 192: Weird Dream, Dragon's Lair and Tiger's Den

Jiangbeizhou, Chijin County.

Moonlight is like water.

The skeleton was originally stationed in the huge tent in the center.

The future Buddha Jialan Gu, who was huge and looked like a fat mountain of flesh, was lying on his back on the bed, his chest rising and falling, and he was snoring. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes, which were almost buried in his fat, opened, his pupils dilated, and his expression looked a little dull.

Open your eyes and look towards the ceiling.

Jialan Gu felt that his body was unusually heavy, as if he was sleeping in the deep sea.

My breathing was heavy and I felt like I couldn't catch my breath.

Is it because I’m too tired recently, or is there some other reason?
His mind was empty, and countless random thoughts flashed through his mind. Jialan Gu was unable to think deeply, and just lay on the bed in a daze. After resting for a while, he supported the edge of the bed with his arms and slowly climbed up from the big couch.

A celestial maiden lying beside him heard the noise and opened her eyes.

Her facial features were delicate, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead. Her skin was slightly darker than bronze, but extremely delicate. The celestial maiden's slender fingers gently stroked Jialan Gu's arm, and a cat-like soft voice came, "Lord Buddha, did I wake you up?"

"It's okay." Jialan Gu sighed and reached out to gently pat the woman's smooth back.

This goddess was originally the leader of a medium-sized sect in Jiangbeizhou.

She has a graceful temperament and strong abilities.

She is very much loved by the future Buddha Jialan Gu and has been with him for more than a month.

In addition to her high level of cultivation, what is more important is that this woman is more romantic than ordinary celestial maidens, Buddhist slaves, etc.

But this time...

However, Jialan Gu vaguely sensed something unusual.

In addition to being gentle and charming, the voice of the goddess also contained a hint of teasing.

He turned his body and looked down. The two looked at each other. The goddess had a smile on her face, but her eyes glowed scarlet in the darkness. Her facial features became blurred in the moonlight, and another more fierce and moving face emerged vaguely.

The happy Dao who was practicing in Jialan Valley had the power to kill or give life to the Buddha slaves and angels under his seat.

Have one hundred percent control.

But this time something went wrong when their eyes met.

Jialan Gu only felt the fat all over his body tremble slightly, and he actually felt a hint of cold fear from the woman's unfamiliar facial features.

He hurriedly turned his gaze away from the woman and looked elsewhere.

On the big couch, on the floor covered with soft blankets, and in the chained cage in the corner.

Strange faces glowing red raised their heads one after another, like sunflowers in a meadow. The same facial features, the same smile, all looked towards Jialan Valley at the same time.

Some laughter, some joking, some cold, echoed in the tent.

Beams of blood-red gazes, as bright as searchlights, focused on Jialan Gu's fat body.

He only felt severe pain all over his body as if he was stabbed by steel needles. Even though he noticed something was wrong, he was unable to think or resist.

Jialan Gu stretched out his thumb and wanted to rub his temple. But he was horrified to find that his head had shriveled up. There seemed to be only a ball of air inside, and the brain matter, skull and other fillings had all disappeared without a trace!
"hiss--"

This shock was so great that Jialan Gu almost screamed out loud.

He quickly got up from the couch, panting heavily, sweat pouring out of his body. He raised his head and looked out the window with a dull look.

Beams of golden sunlight shone in through the open windows, and fine dust danced up and down in the beams of light.

Jialan Gu then realized that what had just happened was just a dream.

But dreams...

Jialan Gu reached out and touched a cold corpse.

Only then did he realize that the seven or eight celestial maidens lying on his bed had been dead for a long time, with strange smiles still frozen on their faces.

In the corner of the room, a blood incense offering made from the blood of the emperor's daughter was lit, emitting green smoke that left traces in the sunlight.

"Zhao Yingluo..." Jialan Gu frowned slightly, vaguely sensing that something was wrong.

But the previous memories gradually dissipated from his mind like a mist, his eyes became dull and he was unable to think at all.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard.

The door curtain was opened with a swish, and Bhagavan walked in from outside with a gloomy face.

Looking at the corpses of the goddesses all over the ground and the future Buddha Jialanguna who was lying in a daze on the bed.

A hint of anger flashed across Bhagavan’s face.

But Jialan Gu's personality has always been like this, and the other party is his superior.

Although Bhagavan was angry, he could not say much. He just bowed his head and advised, "I hope the Buddha can exercise some restraint."

Being disturbed by Bhagavan, the last bit of vigilance in Jialangu's heart disappeared.

He stepped forward from the bed, his huge body casting a shadow. His face regained its calm and proud look, as if everything was under his control. "I wonder what the general wants to see me about?" Jia Lan Gu looked at the painting in front of him.

"Amitabha." Bhagavan suppressed his anger and clasped his hands together, saying, "We have lost contact with Blood Demon General Jialuo. Iron Demon General Panglian wants to steal his merits, and he will probably follow in the footsteps of Blood Demon General soon. That man is indeed extraordinary..."

"Now it seems that the Great Black Secret King has most likely fallen into the hands of this person."

At this point, Bhagavan paused for a moment and said with emotion, "The Great Zhou Dynasty is vast and rich in resources, with a large population. Whenever there is trouble, there will be evil spirits that will appear. It is indeed troublesome."

"So..." Jialan Gu raised his eyebrows and said disapprovingly, "Among the five secret kings of the Hundred Buddha Temple, the Great Black Secret King ranks last in terms of strength. Moreover, although the Hundred Buddha Temple has the inheritance of the Hundred Buddhas, it is broad but not profound."

"Even if the Great Black Secret King really died in his hands, it would not prove anything."

"Moreover, Yunzhongtian's environment is special. He was able to kill the Great Black Secret King, most likely with the help of some conspiracy or trickery."

Saying...

Jialan Gunana took the fine brush from the table beside him.

He added another stroke to the painting. It was just a simple stroke, and the expression on the face of the demon woman who had lured King Kong into the devil's way seemed to have changed. It was somewhat similar to the face in Jialan Gu's memory, but the latter was unaware and was still obsessed with his painting.

A vein faintly bulged on Bhagavan's forehead. "Be lenient in anticipating the enemy, and be strict in defending yourself."

"I will take action myself next, but even so, I'm afraid it's not safe. I still need the help of the future Buddha." Bhagavan told the details of his plan one by one.

Jialan Gu nodded slightly, "Good."

Bhagavan didn't want to stay any longer, but he took a step forward, frowned and thought, and passed on a piece of news he had received recently, "The Li family, the Lieyang Sect, the Wuji Sword Sect and several other forces may send experts to assassinate, I hope the Buddha will pay more attention."

"Really?" Jialan Gu put down his brush and looked out the window.

On the battlefield outside the camp, a group of strong monks holding tower shields, with bronze skin and strong bodies like diamonds, were lined up in columns, fighting against each other and practicing confrontation. Ancient Sanskrit was engraved on their metallic bodies.

As the power circulated, the Sanskrit lit up, and translucent halo ripples spread outward, covering the entire camp.

"It doesn't matter, just let them come." Jialan Gu sneered, "With the support of the military formation, I am invincible in this camp."

“I hope so…” Bhagavan sighed and said no more.

He turned and left, disappearing into the golden sunlight.

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"You have to think carefully. If we step through this door now, there will be no turning back." In Baihua County, Jiangzhou, under the Demon Suppression Tower, Yan Qian, a kind-looking senior official of Darkness, was persuading the Iron Demon General beside him.

At this time, the Iron Demon General used secret methods to disguise himself as a black-faced butler of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

He clenched his fists, his face full of hesitation and expectation. "For practitioners like me, if we want to reach the peak, all we need is one word - fight!"

"If you don't fight, how can you get more resources, how can you get more fame?"

"In this world of great strife, if you don't move forward courageously, you will be slow at every step. You are not as talented as the Blood Demon General to begin with, and if you still refuse to work harder, I'm afraid that in another ten or twenty years, you won't even be able to see the back of the Blood Demon General!"

The Iron Demon General clenched his fists until they creaked. "I have already made up my mind. It depends on you whether you will follow me or not."

Yan Qian looked at the Iron Demon General's fiery gaze and finally lowered his head.

He recalled that he had been in danger before, and it was the Iron Demon General who saved him from danger at all costs, and also used precious resources to help him recover from his injuries.

Therefore, although the Iron Demon General acted recklessly, Yan Qian always stayed by his side and never left him.

"Now that you've said this, what else can I say?" Yan Qian smiled bitterly and shook his head. Then his expression became serious and he said seriously, "I agree to go with you, but if you encounter danger. At the critical moment, you have to listen to my advice."

"Of course!"

The Iron Demon General laughed and patted Yan Qian on the shoulder. "Although I, Pang Lian, am not very smart, I have one thing in mind, and that is to listen to advice."

"Besides, you and I are brothers. We have been through so many dangerous places, so why should we be afraid that he can't be the governor of a mere place?"

"indeed……"

Yan Qian folded his hands helplessly and said, "There is no time to lose. We should start the action as soon as possible. If we delay too late and wait until that person becomes suspicious, it will be easy for things to go wrong if we want to accomplish it by then."

"Okay!" Pang Lian nodded heavily.

He took out a token from his arms, came to the door of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, and activated the array pattern on it.

Immediately afterwards, a rumbling sound was heard.

As a gust of cold wind blew, the stone door of the Demon-Suppressing Tower opened.

It was pitch black inside, with flames lighting up on both sides one by one, looking like the mouth of a giant beast ready to devour someone.

For some reason, Yan Qian suddenly felt a chill. He shuddered and realized something was wrong. But when he looked up, the Iron Demon General had already walked in aggressively.

Yan Qian had no choice but to sigh and follow the Iron Demon General closely.

(End of this chapter)