Chapter 124 Another Faith

"This is not what we should care about. Practice at ease!" Jiang Ming believed the words of devouring the sky, but he knew the fact that the more he knew, the more dangerous it would be. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me, and it's better to practice at ease.

Heaven has his own small abacus in his heart, and he doesn't say much. In this way, the two practiced peacefully.

They retreated at ease, but they didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to come to them for 11 days when they were not familiar with each other.

On the morning of the third day, there was a deafening sound of iron hooves outside the Red Dust Demon Palace, which was obviously coming from the army.

Jiang Ming was stunned and hurried out of the hall to watch.

"It's them!"

Seeing the visitor, Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly became cold.

There are two teams of people, and a pile of sergeant's armor is full of a faint purple light, full of mystery and dignity. Jiang Ming will not forget even if he dies. This is the army of the Fengwu Dynasty that fought against the human army before; a large army of gold helmets, one by one, is domineering, full of majesty, like an ancient god, this is the army of heaven.

"Who are you? I have paid the spiritual marrow." Jiang Ming said indifferently that he was extremely unhappy with the people in front of him, but because there was no need to offend them, he was not a person of that era. Jiang Ming was born to ask, otherwise he would kill them directly.

A very tall sergeant in gold armor took off his helmet, showed a face like a knife and an axe. He said indifferently, "Don't worry, this is until 11 days. It's not your lower world. No one dares to mess around. The purpose of my coming this time is to gain your faith.

Huh? My faith?" Jiang Ming's eyebrows suddenly stood up.

"Not bad." The man said indifferently, "The immortals who enter the eleven days will believe in the Jade Emperor and become the most pious believer, so that they can get the protection of my heavenly court, otherwise they will be doomed."

This person's words are full of threats.

Jiang Ming suddenly became angry. What is popular now? It's not so direct, okay?

"What if I don't want to? Kill me?" Jiang Ming sneered, and his words were full of disdain.

"Bold!" The man stared angrily, like an angry bear.

At this time, a general in purple armor suddenly took hold of them and snorted coldly, "Big man, when will this fairy world believe in your heavenly jade emperor to survive?"

Then, the man turned his head to look at Jiang Ming and said with a gentle face, "Little brother, we are unparalleled emperors of the Fengwu Dynasty, and we are respected in the world. As long as you believe in him, you can get his blessing and be smooth and immortal. How about it?

Jiang Ming didn't show any face to this person. On the one's one's words, he spoke more politely, and on the other, because of Huangfu Yuanyao, his hatred for the Fengwu Dynasty was unconsciously reduced without feeling it.

Jiang Ming said lightly, "What's the benefit of believing in your emperor?"

Hearing this, the golden armored man snorted coldly. Seeing Jiang Ming's interest, the purple helmet would explain with a smile: "Faith in our emperor can not only be blessed by me by the Wu Dynasty, but every ten years we will select some talented young talents from among the monks and absorb them into our dynasty. If you have enough ability to worship each other, it is not a problem. Even if you are lucky enough to get the favor of the royal princess and princess, become husband and wife, and become a royal secret, impacting the supreme realm and immortality.

"Immortal?" Jiang Ming smiled and said lightly, "As far as I know, only saints can die forever, right? Has your emperor reached this level?

The purple helmet sergeant smiled indifferently: "Although our emperor has not yet reached this stage, he has realized the secret art of stepping into this step, and our princess brought back the fruit of the world tree this time. It will not take long for our majesty to break through this realm that countless monks dream of. At that time, heaven and earth will be the only one, and we will worship the martial arts dynasty.

Jiang Ming was shocked. Naturally, the princess mentioned by the man was Huangfu Yuanyao. Unexpectedly, Huangfu Yuanyao took the fruit of the tree of the world for the emperor of the Wu Dynasty. At that time, Huangfu Yuanyao asked herself for the fruit of the tree of the world, and she didn't go that way at all. Now she thinks that her unintentional act has become the one she hates the most, and she can't help but be secretly annoyed.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, a loud Buddha name resounded through the sky, and an old monk was bathed in golden light and had a compassionate face, like an old monk with a golden body Luohan floating from the void.

"The little benefactor, it is the 367 disciples who fell on the dragon in the world of Bliss in the west, and invented Jiekong. I see that your seal hall is shining. You are a person with great blessings. You are predestined to my Buddha. Would you like to follow the old monks to the Western blis world to practice supreme skills and save all the unhities and disasters in the world?

"You bald donkeys don't stay in your bliss world and run to my fairyland to save people. It's really shameless." The golden armored man stared angrily and seemed to be extremely disgusted with the old monk, but he had a strong fear. He just scolded and dared not take action.

This time, even the face of the purple helmet sergeant's face cooled down: "Old monk, this is a matter of my fairyland. What does it have to do with your Western world? It's really bold of you to live in my fairyland.

The old monk was unmoved, and his treasure was solemn and said with a compassionate face: "Amitabha, this little benefactor is a man of great wisdom and perseverance, and he is predestined with my Buddha. It's God's will for the old monk to see it today, and he has to do it.

Jiang Ming watched the three people arguing, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was an impulse to faint.

In his previous life, Jiang Ming would also read some mythical novels and kill time when he had nothing to do. In the book, he described those monks as extremely shameless and rogue. When he saw good things, people with potential would be named "predestined with my Buddha" and then transformed into the past.

He originally thought it was just a legend. Whenever he thought of seeing a monk for the first time in the world, the picture he appeared was the best in the novel, which made him vomit blood depressingly.

The purple sergeant snorted coldly and said with a smile, "You are so shameless. Is everything related to your West?"

"Amitabha, my Western paradise is a great creation of the world. Anyone with great wisdom and perseverance is predestined to me in the West." The old monk is serious.

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The three of them were speechless in an instant. It also takes a certain way to say such shameless words in such a serious and serious manner. The three asked themselves that they could not do this, and they could only worship the old monk.

"Joke! My Fengwu Dynasty shocked the universe. As long as I believe that my Fengwu Dynasty will one day have power over the world, and everything is under control, won't it be happy? Why does this little brother want to go back to the West to practice with you?

"Amitabha." The old monk put his hands together, said the Buddha's name, and said lightly, "This little donor is a person with great wisdom and perseverance. How can he care about these foreign things? This little benevolent immortal, who does not practice demons, has found another way to understand that all kinds of things in the world and my Buddhists generally have compassion. How can you allow such secular dynasties to pollute?

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous! Who do you think is the dynasty in the secular world?

The two were furious. The Heavenly Court and the Fengwu Dynasty were above the nine heavens and were proud of the top forces in the universe. Now in the eyes of this old monk, it turned out to be a secular dynasty, which was an insult.

"Can the two lords of the imperial dynasty compare with the saints I taught Amitabha Buddha?"

The plain words of the old monk made the two people feel like being struck by lightning, as if they had eaten something they should not eat. Their faces turned red, but they did not dare to take action.

Although saints are not present and honorable these days, the name of saints is taboo and inexplicable.

"Hey, cough~~ I'll tell you a few." Jiang Ming coughed, attracted the attention of the three people, and said lightly, "You want my faith. What are you talking about there? You should seek the opinion of me as the person concerned!"

"You said, little brother, as long as you believe in our Fengwu Emperor, I will try my best to satisfy you if you have any requirements." The purple helmet corporal said proudly.

"So do I." With this old monk's angling, the golden man is not so arrogant.

Getting Jiang Ming's faith is nothing more than a matter, and their current practice is indeed fighting with the old monk.

The old monk didn't care and said with a faint smile, "Little donor, I believe that you will make the right choice with your wisdom."