The armor summoner will not be involved in the event

Every word he said was true. The other party's previous failure was also told to Yang Weiwu by the Sacrificial Snake himself. Bringing it up here would naturally not alert the other party. Instead, it would enhance the persuasiveness as a fact.

In the final analysis, his ability does not pose any threat. At most, it can only allow people to open up to each other. No matter how much he exaggerates it, he can only add a note of "cross-species" in front of it.

"I can help you and ask him to start a war between humans and the Red World."

"In return, please open your power to me."

He did not think deeply about how many "considerable number" of Red World people would die as the other party said, nor did he think about the consequences of truly becoming an enemy of "humanity".

The Sacrificial Snake is, after all, an optimistic and naive demon god. Just as he invited the Fire Mist Warrior to visit when he created the paradise, the Great Chains, many years ago, at this moment, he believed Yang Wuqu who expressed [goodwill] to him.

[193] Interlude: The Fighting God Cup prepared for one person

Shenlong Temple, Main Hall.

The old monk stood in front of the golden statue of Buddha with his eyes closed, as if he was worshiping the Buddha or in meditation.

Niu Jian was sitting on the prayer mat, where he was supposed to kneel to worship Buddha, with his legs spread out, facing the Buddha statue in a very unreasonable way.

"Holy monk, did you hear what I just said?"

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, turned around, and looked at Niu Jian with his cloudy eyes.

"Donor Niu, you haven't changed much in all these years."

“In fact, I am getting older.”

"I mean the faith aspect."

The old monk turned his head and looked at the golden statue.

"There are two faiths in this country."

"One is the local Taoism, which is basically inherited from Tianhu Mountain."

"One is Buddhism that was introduced from outside and improved upon our culture, and was first passed down through our Shenlong Temple."

"But today, most people have become non-believers."

The old monk's eyelids were slightly closed.

"Isn't this normal? After all, there are no gods, demons or Buddhas in the world. It's not surprising that no one believes in things that are not created."

Niu Jian replied.

"Rather than this, regarding the large number of people in the world who have observed the existence of the Red World, the higher-ups sent me to ask if there is any clue here at the Shenlong Temple."

"Donor Niu, sometimes, whether the things you believe in exist or not is not that important."

The old monk did not answer Niu Jian's question and continued talking to himself.

"In the past, the Red World's disciples visited this world."

"An enlightened being who sees the dignity of another is overwhelmed by his or her divine form."

"So the Buddha was invented based on the other person."

“This is the origin of this world [Buddha].”

"Under the efforts of that enlightened being, his thoughts were continued and spread, until hundreds of years ago, Buddhism was formed in this country, which was very different from Buddhism in foreign countries."

"And about seven hundred years ago, the largest-scale Buddhist-Taoist dispute in history occurred."

"To prove our faith, many monks worked together to create this Buddha statue."

The old monk's dry hand touched the golden statue in a blasphemous manner.

"The visitor from the Red World who met the enlightened one who founded the original thought of Buddha in the past."

"For hundreds of years thereafter, the monks of each generation have tried their best to extract the magic power from the pilgrims' visits and vows, and transformed it into the power of existence under the arrangement of the Thousand-armed Statue, the Red World Demon King himself, which was made into a treasure, to activate this treasure called the Buddha Kingdom on Earth."

"Wherever the Buddha's light shines, it is the Buddha's land. All the fragrant lands of my Buddhist sect, regardless of race, regardless of good or evil, all should take refuge."

"Donor Niu, regarding the phenomenon that a large number of humans have observed the Red World disciples, which you want to know, I do have some information here."

"There was a young man who called himself Emperor Yan, sat on the throne of the Masquerade, and commanded most of the Red World followers in this world."

"And he sent an envoy not long ago, saying that he would visit the Shenlong Temple in person."

"What does he want to do?"

Niu Jian frowned.

"Participate in the Doushen Cup."

"What... huh?"

I had originally intended to make a surprised sound as a supporting role, but because the other party's answer was so beyond my imagination, it ended up becoming a silly interjection.

"The person he sent said that he wanted to participate in the Doushen Cup first, and hoped that we could help arrange it."

The old monk said.

"Isn't this Dou Shen Cup going to be held in a year or so? And why are the Red World disciples participating in this human sword-cutter competition?"

"I don't know, but it's not impossible to make some adjustments to move the game forward."

"Saint Monk, do you remember that someone suggested changing the date of the God Fighting Cup and you rejected it?"

Niu Jian said angrily.

"Who said you can't change the rules?"

"I have two answers here. One is official language, and the other is my personal feelings. Which one do you want to hear, Mr. Niu?"

"Tell me everything."

"According to the other party, Yan Di himself is a human being. He was supported by everyone to become the leader because he had done a great favor to a high-ranking member of the masquerade. If we can persuade him to do good, it will be a good deed for the world. This is official language."

"And my personal feeling is..."

"This donor has given too much. If I refuse, I feel like I won't be able to rip him off a second time."

The old monk said something that was totally unlike what a high-level monk would say.

"If I were to record what you just said and play it out, it might ruin the reputation of Shenlong Temple."

"If you want, you can wait until they arrive before releasing them, but before that, you just have to wait here. They will be here in a few days. Jueming has already made arrangements and deployed the personnel."

"Are you planning to open the door and kill?"

"No, we still have to fight for the God of War Cup, but this time it's informal, and there's not enough time to notify all parties, so we decided to temporarily send someone from the temple to fill the vacancy."

The old monk smiled kindly.

"How many people are there in total?"

"There are 108 Arhats. With the addition of an old monk like me, some monks are quite capable. I am considering whether to select them. Including that distinguished guest, we will have a total of 128 people."

Niu Jian: “…”

The so-called demon is actually just a general term.

In the Celestial Empire, it has other names.

For example, Arhats, for example, human immortals.

The old monk in front of him is the only one who is said to be the strongest monk who has attained the status of Bodhisattva.

At best, Niu Jian is just a human immortal, and he has basically no chance of winning against this old monk.

"Aren't there only 108 Arhats in your temple?"

It's too... obvious to put all of them on, right?

"The other party said please do your best, he will bring at least a hundred Red World followers."

"What if he plays a trick on you?"

"Have I contributed anything to the Shenlong Temple? Does the early spring cleaning count?"

Niu Jian thought for a moment and said goodbye.

"In that case, I'd better go back and report it first."

"Please go ahead. Also, please notify Tianhu Mountain as soon as possible."

"Isn't your relationship bad?"

"If we are in trouble, we have to take our opponents with us. Besides, most of the demons in this country are in us and Tianhu Mountain. If something goes wrong due to lack of preparation, ordinary people will be the ones who suffer in the end."

"I thought it was simple."

Looking at Niu Jian's hurriedly leaving back, the old monk twirled the Buddhist beads and chanted scriptures softly.

At last, a word "Amitabha" disappeared in the main hall.

【194】Yandi (I)

If you were to ask which building on Yanxing has the highest status, it would only be the [Heavenly Martial Arts Training Field].

Luo Cai looked at the two big guys struggling with each other on the rocky ground and sighed.

"It is not good for young people to sigh."

A man in half armor said as he stood next to her.

Luo Cha glanced at the other person.

The man's name is Yan Gang, and he is the deputy leader of Yanxing.

By the way, the leader Yan Tian was fighting hand-to-hand with a challenger on the field.

"Does the deputy chief still care about the psychological condition of a prisoner?"

"Technically speaking, you are not a prisoner."

Yan Gang pointed out the correct path.

"The rule of Yanxing is that you can change someone's status to "one of our own" based on your military achievements. Yandi used this power to change your status. Of course, because he was a minor at that time, he relied on the military achievements left by his parents, so he also took on his own credit as a guarantee. So in the end, the result here is that you need to be temporarily observed for twice as long as usual, that is, six years. If you don't commit any crimes during this period, there is naturally no need to treat you as a prisoner. It would be better to treat you as a student who still needs to receive education."

"Besides, you are currently a student of Yanxing Academy. As the principal, I think it is normal for you to care about the students' mental health."

Luo Cha glanced at Yan Tian, ​​who was beating Yan Di on the field, and then looked at the muscular man next to him whose muscles were even more outrageous but who was indeed a man of profound knowledge, and sighed again.

……

When the fight was over, Yan Di was sent to a special medical room.

Luo Cha visited here with the things that had been agreed upon before.

Looking at the grinning man, she silently moved a chair and sat down beside the bed.

"Coming."

"..."

"Let me tell you, Yantian has already agreed to use Xingtian to compete with me in Shura. How are your preparations going?"

"I think he is afraid of you pestering him."

After saying this in a bad mood, Luo Cai raised her silver flip phone and shook it in front of him.

"The Shura Demon Dagger has been recorded, as well as the Purgatory Pony. Apart from that, there is nothing else. How do you want to deal with the God of War Xingtian?"

"Hit through from the front."

"Emperor Yan, I must remind you. If the upper limit of the Fire Punishment Sword is 100 output, the Shura Demon Dagger can indeed reach 160 output, but the upper limit of the Fire Punishment Heavenly Sword is as high as 200, not to mention the Palace-level weapon, the God of War Fiery Sword, which has an output of over 500. How do you think you can defeat Yan Tian, ​​who has more energy and equipment than you?"

"Of course it's because I'm the strongest."

The scarred man said proudly.

"In fact, if you are willing, I can pass on the position of leader and Xing Tian to you in a few years. You have the potential to become a stronger summoner than me, Yan Di."

The voice came from the mouth of the injured person next door whose face was wrapped in gauze.

"...I thought you made him agree because you scared him and you lost badly yourself."

Luo Cha glanced at a certain Yanxing leader on the bed next to her and said to Yan Di.

"On the contrary, I won. And if you really want to count, Yantian is an old friend of my father. During the leader battle, they were good rivals. No matter what, they would not ignore me because of this level of trouble. After all, he was the one who raised me after my father died."