Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

Of course, this is only one of the Three Realms. Although Li Xiuyuan is no longer interested in these things.

First, he wanted to gradually guide his good and evil corpses to the path of sainthood through these arrangements of his own.

Secondly, regarding the Three Pure Ones of Heaven and the Two Sages of the Western Paradise, although I won't take direct action, I can dismantle and control their power through the forces I arrange.

This serves as a warning to them that if they do not act, all will be well; but if they do, it will be astonishing.

However, with the Demonic Sect of Wutian starting to act, it would be truly unbelievable if the Buddhist Sect and the Heavenly Court did not notice such a major event.

Sure enough, suddenly appearing in the southeast direction of the Three Realms, billowing black smoke gathered together, and in an instant, what was originally a clear sky over the world began to turn into a dense cloud cover.

The Heavenly Dragon Buddha, who was comprehending the true dragon emperor, was shocked by the powerful evil aura in his closed eyes.

I opened my eyes, my pupils dilated, and I could hardly believe it.

Because, although the opponent's strength was only at the level of a Grand Luo Immortal, he guessed that they should be evenly matched with him.

However, it was obvious that the owner of this aura was fearless and dared to act so recklessly in the Three Realms.

Most importantly, there was a strange sense of familiarity, a connection to one's origins.

The two corpses, one good and one evil, were unaware of each other's origins, but since they both originated from Li Xiuyuan's body, it was not surprising that they had such a feeling.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Palace, at Chang'e's residence, the Jade Emperor, after this incident, further alienated the already somewhat weary Queen Mother, relegating her to the cold palace. At this point, the Jade Emperor had completely lost interest in the Queen Mother.

Even though she is seen as a sacred and inviolable Mother Goddess by others, she has long lost her original appeal to the Jade Emperor, who has been with her for thousands of years.

However, given the Jade Emperor's stance, the Queen Mother naturally couldn't accept his cold shoulder.

There was originally a sliver of respect, but after the last grand banquet held in the Queen Mother's Peach Garden, the Jade Emperor disregarded his own dignity and used the peaches from the garden lavishly.

Thinking back, I always used these peaches with utmost care at my banquets, because they weren't some cheap, street-side products; their energy was pure and potent. But this time, it seemed like the Jade Emperor was taking his anger out on me, as if he was afraid of using them without feeling any remorse.

"This is just deliberately trying to annoy yourself. All you did was say a few words to that monkey, and yet you're always running to the Chang'e Palace."

It is said that the Queen Mother of the West's Peach Garden has 3,600 peach trees.

The first 1,200 trees have tiny flowers and fruits that ripen once every 3,000 years; those who eat them will become immortals and attain enlightenment.

Among the 1,200 trees in the middle, they ripen once every 6,000 years. People who eat them will ascend to heaven and live forever.

The most powerful are the last 1,200 plants, with purple veins and fine kernels, which ripen once every nine thousand years. Those who eat them will live as long as heaven and earth, and be as old as the sun and moon.

This shows how precious the peaches of immortality are, which take three thousand, six thousand, or even nine thousand years to mature. The number of people attending this event is the largest in history, as if they are treating them as a tonic.

How can you not feel bad if half of it is used up at once?

However, the Jade Emperor had lost interest in pleasing the beauty at this moment, because the birth of Wutian had made him feel vaguely uneasy.

After leaving the Moon Palace, I began to reflect on everything that had happened recently, feeling both familiar and strange.

What exactly is going on? Even the Jade Emperor is a bit confused. Who is the person controlling these hands behind the scenes?

The aura from the southeast was becoming increasingly domineering, showing no intention of hiding whatsoever.

"What kind of monster is this, daring to be so arrogant?" the Jade Emperor pondered. "It's even more domineering than the monkey when it was born."

Therefore, it was decided that we must send someone to find out what was going on.

Although the Heavenly Dragon Buddha had just become the sect leader, his efficiency was by no means lacking.

Without daring to delay, they quickly convened a meeting of the Buddhist community, requiring everyone to be present!

It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.

I'd like to take this opportunity to declare that I am now the master of Mount Ling.

Fellow immortals, you must have already sensed something amiss, right? As for the topic we're going to discuss today, you must already know what it's all about in your hearts. Tianlong looked at everyone with a calm yet dignified expression.

This overwhelming aura could not be hidden from anyone, but their cultivation level was insufficient to clearly discern what had happened.

Only one or two people can truly understand it.

This is the terror that comes from knowing the specifics; otherwise, you only know it's terrifying, but you don't have a precise concept of it.

After a long while, Jin Chanzi said: Today, this humble monk was meditating when suddenly a very domineering demonic aura came from the southeast. I hope the Heavenly Dragon Buddha can provide some insight.

Following Tang Sanzang's words, and then the words of the Buddha of Merit, it became clear: "I, too, know the power within, but strangely, Cangwu cannot fathom it, cannot fathom it at all." — Old Daoist Qing Yuanzi.

Speaking of which, why don't I, Old Sun, go and take a look? Sun Wukong couldn't resist any longer and wanted to be the first to step forward.

Tianlong was very satisfied. As expected, it was easier to get things done when you were part of the same family. With the support of these Buddhas who practically controlled all the power in Mount Ling, the people below naturally began to follow suit.

Yes, yes, I felt that today too.

Right, you felt it too. I told you it wasn't simple.

However, now that our sacred mountain has the Heavenly Dragon Buddha and others, we are no longer afraid of these evil demons and monsters.

That's for sure; the Heavenly Dragon Buddha is a nine-clawed golden dragon.

Meanwhile, the one who was awkwardly trying to speak but remained silent was none other than the Maitreya Buddha who had recently been ousted from the throne, and he nodded somewhat perfunctorily.

Given my own lack of strength, I can only watch others bask in their glory, taking advantage of favorable timing, location, and people. I have none of these advantages right now.

As if on purpose, Tianlong said, "What insights does Maitreya Buddha have? Please speak frankly."

Startled, she quickly shook her head: "No, no, you should say it."

Chapter 850 Entering the Mortal Realm

Okay, then I'll share my thoughts.

Seeing that no one objected, he continued: "That monster dares to be so arrogant, he must have made some preparations. If we go there rashly now, we will definitely find ourselves in an awkward situation."

Hmm~ The people on Mount Ling seemed to be deep in thought.

"Why don't we send the Clean Altar Messenger and the Golden Arhat to investigate first, and then make a decision?" Tianlong glanced at the two of them.

Pigsy and Sandy naturally stepped forward: "We are willing to share the burden for Buddha and serve Mount Ling."

"This way, since they were already on the journey together, they've developed a certain level of understanding and cooperation. It'll also be good for them to look after each other along the way. Buddha's plan is very thoughtful." Jin Chanzi was quite satisfied with Tianlong's arrangements.

Although Tianlong is the official person in charge, the few of them, all of them, still exchange opinions on certain matters.

Both Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing came from Mount Ling. Although they have both been granted Buddhist titles, Zhu Bajie's playful nature remains.

“Brother Sha, what do you think is going to appear in the southeast that has even alarmed the Buddha?”

"How would I know? Although we are now the Cleansing Altar Messenger and the Golden Arhat, our cultivation is only at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm. This is not something we can comprehend," Sha Wujing said earnestly to Pigsy.

"Don't take it so seriously, my dear junior brother." Pigsy looked like he had good news to tell you.

"What did you say?" The honest and simple-minded Sha Wujing seemed to regard this mission of subduing demons as his only goal.

Cultivation is something that relies on talent.

Look at Sha Wujing's earnest and honest face. Not to mention how diligent he is, he has experienced the journey to the West to obtain the scriptures. He has experienced everything that needs to be experienced, but unfortunately, his cultivation level is still only that of a Golden Immortal.

And look at Pigsy, spending all his time eating, drinking, and having fun, chasing after girls, eating and drinking as he pleases. Although his cultivation level isn't high, he's more than capable of going toe-to-toe with Sandy.

Not to mention Li Xiuyuan, whose cultivation time is much shorter than theirs, yet he has already left them far behind.

Both Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing came from Mount Ling. Although they have both been granted Buddhist titles, Zhu Bajie's playful nature remains.

“Brother Sha, what do you think is going to appear in the southeast that has even alarmed the Buddha?”

"How would I know? Although we are now the Cleansing Altar Messenger and the Golden Arhat, our cultivation is only at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm. This is not something we can comprehend," Sha Wujing said earnestly to Pigsy.

"Don't take it so seriously, my dear junior brother." Pigsy looked like he had good news to tell you.

"What did you say?" The honest and simple-minded Sha Wujing seemed to regard this mission of subduing demons as his only goal.

Cultivation is something that relies on talent.

Look at Sha Wujing's earnest and honest face. Not to mention how diligent he is, he has experienced the journey to the West to obtain the scriptures. He has experienced everything that needs to be experienced, but unfortunately, his cultivation level is still only that of a Golden Immortal.

And look at Pigsy, spending all his time eating, drinking, and having fun, chasing after girls, eating and drinking as he pleases. Although his cultivation level isn't high, he's more than capable of going toe-to-toe with Sandy.

Not to mention Li Xiuyuan, whose cultivation time is much shorter than theirs, yet he has already left them far behind.

Pigsy looked at Sandy with a wicked grin and said, "Actually, we should all understand the Buddha's kindness to us. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a sin to betray the Buddha's good intentions?"

Seeing how knowledgeable his second brother was, Sha Wujing couldn't help but take it seriously. He pricked up his ears, paying close attention, waiting for some insightful observation.

But the next second, Old Pig rubbed his nose and said, "Here it comes out. Buddha just wants us to relax. He's showing concern for our hard work and is letting us relax while we're on our mission."

I'm ashamed! It's utterly shameless.

The profound truth that Sha Wujing had been waiting for all this time turned out to be nothing but utter nonsense!

However, the next second, he was dragged to Chang'an City in the mortal world by his second senior brother using both soft and hard tactics.

This place was the paradise on earth that people of that era longed for, with everything they could want for eating, drinking, and having fun.

If we could travel through time, there would definitely be countless travel guides, and it would become a popular tourist destination.

People rely on clothes, and Buddhas rely on gold, but for Pigsy, eating is the most important thing.

Chang'an, the capital of thirteen dynasties (but that's another story), was a city whose prosperity was so dazzling that it was hard to look away.

There was once a description of it: "The fragrance of incense permeates Chang'an, the whole city is adorned with golden armor. On the third day of the third month, the air is fresh, and many beautiful women gather by the waters of Chang'an. The sound of singing and music can be heard in the shadows, indicating the road to Chang'an. Hundreds of thousands of houses resemble a chessboard, and the twelve streets are like vegetable plots. The palace gates open to the heavens, and officials from all nations pay homage to the emperor. The Wei River gathers the evening rain, and everywhere is bathed in fresh dew. The palace gardens are bright against the mountains, and the clouds and forests are azure with the sky. The wind dances and the locust blossoms fall into the imperial moat. The autumn colors of Zhongnan Mountain enter the city. The main road of Chang'an connects to the narrow alleys, and seven fragrant carriages are drawn by green oxen and white horses."

And so, Elder Pig excitedly spotted the most famous Qinfang Tower.

Sha Wujing was naturally on guard; if his second brother started eating, it would never end.

So before Pigsy could speak, he ordered, "Waiter, just give us a simple four dishes and a soup."