I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

Looking up, Tang Ku's face changed instantly. He found that the rock wall above his head seemed to be getting redder and redder, and there seemed to be flames flashing in the tiny cracks.

Yang Jian and the others seemed to have sensed this as well, but Tang Ku smiled helplessly and said, "We can't find any treasures here. Let's get out first. I have a feeling that the Flaming Mountain will soon return to its previous state!"

Everyone was shocked. Shi Jingmo asked curiously, "What did the Flame Mountain look like before?"

"Do you know why this place is called the Flaming Mountain?"

Nezha asked.

Shi Jingmo clasped his hands together, tilted his head, and thought for a moment, "I've always thought the mountaintops here were shaped like flames. Could it be..."

"That's right. A few years ago, this place was covered in flames, the entire mountain looked red as a branding iron! And this fire has been burning for over five hundred years!"

Shi Jingmo was shocked and said, "A mountain on fire is unheard of, and it has been burning for more than five hundred years. This is really unbelievable. Master..."

Tang Ku said, "Let's talk about it after we get out. No one knows this place better than Lao Niu. If he says there's danger, then there must be danger!"

Without thinking too much, Shi Jingmo carried Hasgate on his back and walked out of the cave.

Not long after they walked out of the cave, a wave of scorching air suddenly gushed out from the cave. Even though they reacted quickly, they were still unable to open their eyes because of the heat.

Shi Jingmo looked at the reddening stones on the ground and said in shock, "How could this flame be so powerful?"

Seeing that the old cow was flying farther and farther away, as if he was escaping from this place, several people did not hesitate and followed him closely, flying to a farther place, until they reached the top of a mountain more than ten miles away. Then they stopped and looked back, only to see that the entire Flaming Mountain was surrounded by raging flames, and a violent heat wave was rolling in, which even their strength could fully feel.

“This hasn’t even reached its climax yet.”

Tang Ku looked around and recalled that when they first sought the scriptures, their destination was more than ten miles further away. "So, it seems that the entire Flaming Mountain is reviving? It's like a dormant volcano about to erupt!"

"Why is this mountain so powerful? What kind of fire could have such power?" Shi Jingmo looked at the scene in shock and asked Tang Ku, "Master, when you sought the scriptures, did you cross this mountain? How did you do it?"

"Crossing the Flaming Mountain is both difficult and easy..."

Tang Ku glanced at Nezha.

Nezha pouted reluctantly and spat out the banana fan from his mouth.

The mantra of the banana fan has long been no secret. Sun Wukong got it from Princess Iron Fan. However, the others didn't know it at first, but Tang Ku knew it very well. Although he had never used it, he read the original novel "Journey to the West" very well. Seeing that Nezha liked the fan very much, he taught Nezha the mantra "Bi Xu He Xi Xi Chui Hu".

The banana fan revealed its true form. The old cow was so angry that he was snorting. His pair of big, egg-shaped eyes stared at Tang Ku, meaning that he had to give an explanation.

Tang Ku signaled Old Niu to calm down and said threateningly, "Donor Niu, now that we've joined forces, if we're determined to steal your treasure, what can you do to us? It's better for you to hear me out. If you still think we've captured Princess Iron Fan and taken your treasure, then we'll apologize to you in person and hand over these magic weapons to you!"

The Bull Demon King was a man of great skill, otherwise he wouldn't have transformed into Zhu Wuneng and tricked the banana fan back. But seeing the old bull's eyes gurgling, after weighing the pros and cons, he nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "I'm all ears!"

Tang Ku and a few others sat in front of him, only Nezha was still holding the palm-leaf fan and the fire-tipped spear, staring at the old cow.

After gathering his thoughts, Tang Ku told Bull Demon King everything he knew, thought, and experienced. Of course, he was still cautious and concealed his identity as a time traveler and his speculation about Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

However, even after simplifying it as much as possible, Bull Demon King was still stunned, and it took him a long time to digest what Tang Ku said.

"Could it be that the gods of heaven, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the West, and the underworld gods and so on, are all..."

The Bull Demon King stared at Tang Ku blankly.

"Not everyone!" Tang Ku sighed helplessly, "But at least more than 90% disappeared in this catastrophe..."

"Haha, hahahahahahahaha... it's good that they disappeared, it's wonderful that they disappeared, hahahaha... these gods and Buddhas in the sky are all high and mighty, occupying positions without doing anything, oppressing all races except humans. Their death will be a good thing for the world!"

Before Tang Ku finished speaking, the Bull Demon King burst into laughter, his laughter full of teasing and ridicule.

Nezha couldn't stand it anymore and shouted angrily, "If you laugh again, I'll cut off your tongue!"

"Why, Third Prince, are you so angry now?" The Bull Demon King sneered, "Are you afraid that I will expose all the shameful deeds that you immortals have done?"

"You're shaking your ass!" Nezha was furious. "Whether it's the immortals, the bodhisattvas, or the Buddhas, the only reason they're revered is because they're compassionate. How could they possibly have any so-called scandals... Holy Monk, don't listen to this old bull's nonsense!"

Tang Ku didn't say anything, but looked at the old cow. He saw the Bull Demon King glance at Nezha and suddenly sneered, "So you don't know anything. Haha, the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly... is just an empty title. You are still hopelessly naive!"

Nezha is really angry at this moment, and he is ready to give the Bull Demon King a hard blow with his flaming spear.

when!

The three-pointed, double-edged sword blocked Nezha's way, but Yang Jian said, "Third Prince, please be patient. I want to hear what this old cow has to say!"

As he spoke, he turned to Bull Demon King and sneered, "Although Yang may not obey orders, he is still half a man of the Heavenly Court. If you can't explain why, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"So what if I'm merciless? Am I afraid of you?" The Bull Demon King sneered, "I'm going to ask you a question now. If you can't answer it, you'll have to admit that the gods in heaven are a bunch of hypocrites who just sit there doing nothing but eating and drinking!"

Yang Jian's face was gloomy. He held his three-pointed, double-edged sword horizontally and said calmly, "Yang Jian is upright and honest. I am not afraid of your slander. Just say it, and I will respond!"

"Okay!"

The Bull Demon King was calm and composed, his face full of sarcasm as he said, "Let me ask you, if the incense of the gods in the world was cut off, and there was no one to worship the gods and Buddhas, and all faiths were completely extinct, would you still be so merciful?"

silence……

It was so quiet that everyone present could hear their heartbeats.

Such a simple sentence actually stumped the True Lord Erlang!