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

The forces of Heaven were obviously divided into several factions, but at this moment, they seemed to have put aside their past grudges, joined forces in mid-air, and pressed towards the top of Mount Shaoshi.

"It's so strange, why do the people in our Taoist sect all have such strange expressions, as if... as if..."

The Taoist priest was muttering beside Li Chengqian. He always felt that the atmosphere was very strange when the Taoist people appeared, but he couldn't tell what was strange about it.

“It’s like constipation!”

Li Chengqian blurted out that as an emperor on earth, he did not give these immortals and gods any face at all, especially when he knew that the Heavenly Court was not a monolithic entity and that countless forces had emerged because of the destruction of the Heavenly Court, he became even more dismissive of these scheming guys.

Tang Ku once described to him in detail the current power divisions in Heaven, which could be said to be extremely complicated. The many inside stories involved also made him sneer at these so-called gods who were engaged in petty activities.

"Yes, that's the expression..."

The Taoist priest clapped his hands and said with a bitter face, "Daoyou, please don't harm me... This, this, if the Grand Master hears it, it will be very troublesome!"

"Haha, what are you afraid of? These gods are no longer the ones you and I worship. For their own interests, they occupy other countries and destroy other people's foundations. Some even directly take over the bodies of mortals and rob a country of its luck for their own use, just to restore their own cultivation. If you were to come, could you do it?"

Li Chengqian said disdainfully.

"Damn it, Fellow Daoist, where did you know all this? Are these immortals such bastards... Wuliang Tianzun, I say to you, Fellow Daoist, please don't hurt me, I... I didn't mean to say that... Grandmaster, please don't blame me, please don't blame me!"

The Taoist priest hurriedly bowed to some unknown god in the sky, but Li Chengqian was wandering among the people in the fairy world, as if he was looking for someone.

Suddenly, he spotted a figure that looked very familiar, and nodded secretly.

"He's wearing armor, has his own soldiers, and has a majestic demeanor. He looks about 60-70% like Nezha... Hehe, this is Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King... Well, not as handsome as the Li Jing from the Tang Dynasty, but he's got the same aura... Well, and that three-eyed old man riding a black unicorn, he must be the Thunder God Puhua Tianzun of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Mansion, Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor... He really has an extraordinary aura... Oh, the one riding a lion is Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun, hehe, so that's what the separatist faction is like... Well, those drooping, dejected guys at the back, who look more like monsters than humans... Oh, I see, the radicals whose leader was killed by the holy monk... Hehe, Luohou Xingjun and the Twenty-Eight Mansions... are so ugly..."

Li Chengqian had already begun to think about how to connect with the conservatives and Li Jing and his group. After all, these two parties could still be won over...

Xie Bian, the White Impermanence in his body, was almost bewildered. "Is our Majesty's thinking so unconventional? Is he going to start recruiting allies now? Weren't you just sneering at these guys?"

The two forces in the sky finally met each other. Golden light flashed on this side, and rainbow light filled the sky on the other side. Sanskrit chants were heard on this side, and golden drums sounded on the other side. It looked extremely powerful. The entire Dengfeng City and the people within a thousand miles all knelt on the ground and kowtowed sincerely... After all, who can see such a vision in their lifetime?

"A bunch of flashy idiots..."

Under tremendous pressure, Li Chengqian did not even lower his head. Instead, he looked up at the so-called immortals and Buddhas on both sides and continued to speak with disdain.

The Taoist priest standing by had already been full of admiration for Li Chengqian.

"No wonder he dares to talk nonsense here. It seems he has the capital to do so. With such a cultivation level, he must be at the level of Taiyi Sanxian. Otherwise, how could he still hold his head high in such a powerful situation?"

He didn't know that Li Chengqian was holding the imperial seal and had the country's luck on him. The momentum of the immortals and Buddhas alone could not suppress him at all, even his cultivation level was not enough to draw in qi.

"Tianzun, it's rare to see such a thing!"

Benxin Guanyin seemed to be the person in charge of Buddhism. He bowed to the Thunder God Puhua Tianzun who was obviously the leader.

"Your Excellency Guanyin, there's no need to be so polite. I'm here today simply to watch the battle. I really want to see how far the once powerless Tang Sanzang has progressed!"

Wen Zhong smiled and twirled his beard.

"In that case... then I am overstepping my bounds..."

Benxin Guanyin said something polite, then roared like a lion towards the people below, "Tang Sanzang, we have already arrived at Shaoshi Mountain, and you haven't shown up yet. Are you afraid?"

The sound was like thunder, shocking people thousands of miles away. Not to mention ordinary people, even the practitioners present had their ears buzzing.

Everyone was shocked. Just one person had such power. No matter how powerful the holy monk was, could he be a match for so many people?

Only Li Chengqian remained unaffected. He said disdainfully, "Hmph, afraid? If the Saint Monk were afraid, wouldn't you be able to act so arrogantly? But how many times have your plans proven to be an advantage against the Saint Monk?"

The Taoist priest beside him hurriedly whispered, "Little Ancestor, can we please stop talking? If the Heavenly Master hears about it, we'll be silenced!"

Li Chengqian patted his shoulder and said calmly, "No matter what happens later, you stand by me and I'll keep you safe!"

As they were talking, a young monk... or perhaps a nun, suddenly emerged from the cave. Looking at the gods in the sky, she clasped her hands together and said, "Greetings, great gods! My master is doing calisthenics in there. He's been sitting for so long that his legs are a little numb. Please wait a moment..."

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There is only one question in everyone's mind: "What is radio gymnastics?"

Only Li Chengqian laughed and said, "I told you, the thinking of a holy monk is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!"

"Fellow Daoist, what kind of magical skill is this radio gymnastics? Even holy monks use it to restore their Qi and blood."

The old Taoist looked at Li Chengqian in shock, and it seemed that he knew what it was.

"Oh, this radio gymnastics is a method used by holy monks to exercise their bodies... Well, look, the holy monk has come out!"

Suddenly a sloppy monk with a hairy beard and big curly hair walked out of the cave, looking very strange.

"Buddha, look at his state, does he look like a human being?"

Sacred Heart Guanyin stood beside Maitreya and asked softly.

Maitreya took a look and clasped his hands together, saying, "Amitabha... Do you still remember Bodhidharma, the great propagator of the Dharma?"

Guanyin couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Is it him?"

A slovenly monk walked out, stretched, and without even glancing at the others, he stretched out his right hand and gestured across his face. As his hair fell off, a shiny bald head and a handsome face appeared before everyone. His tattered robes and cassock suddenly fell to the ground, and a moon-white robe shone on his body, highlighting the unrestrained and carefree demeanor of a Buddhist disciple...

The faint moon-white light stood out from the golden light and rainbow light. Although it was only as bright as a firefly, it stood out from the crowd of chickens and was extremely dazzling!