I am the up master in the heavens

Endless purple air surged in, and the voice-over sounded.

[One is an eminent monk who has a bright heart and saves all living beings, and the other is Wutian, a demon who disrupts the Three Realms and imprisons all gods and Buddhas. 】

[But in this world, what is a villain?What is a bad guy again? 】

[Bad people do a thousand things wrong, as long as they put down the butcher knife, they can become a Buddha immediately, while good people only need to do one thing wrong, they will turn around and never recover. 】

[Wutian can give up his life in order to save others. He is a monk who has really escaped from his body, hair and skin.However, just because of one incident, he was deprived of the Taoist fruit, ruined his practice, and made him struggle back and forth between good and evil. 】

[In this world, Buddhas are not like Buddhas, and demons are not like demons.Good people are not like good people, and bad people are not like bad people.Without taking off the mask embedded in the skin, no one can see the truth hidden under the surface. 】

[Thousand-year-old gods and Buddhas, one thought becomes a demon.This is a story of a sympathizer, but also an epic of a rebel. 】

[Reward: Resurrect Ah Sham. 】

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Chapter 144 Recreate the Three Realms!Fifth place out!

The voice-over at the end of the inventory is deafening, making countless monks from all over the world look at each other in blank dismay, as if enlightened.

"What is a Buddha... What is a demon... Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately... Is it really wrong?"

"That's right, this world has been turned upside down! The devil is not a devil, and the Buddha is no longer a Buddha! The only thing you can believe in is the iron rod in your hand!"

"Justice is not necessarily true justice, and evil people are not born into darkness. This world is not black and white, it is gray."

"If you turn against the Niao Buddhism, Wutian's move can be regarded as a real relief! Slaughter the hypocrites in this world, and create a new Three Realms!"

"..."

Seeing Wutian leaving the Buddhist gate and standing on the opposite side of the Buddhist gate, everyone finally felt the refreshment they had not seen for a long time, and they exclaimed happily.

...

Journey to the West plane.

The Tang monk and his disciples, who were going to the west to acquire the Mahayana Dharma, were also watching the inventory screen of Wutian Buddha on the light screen.

Seeing that Wutian was expelled from Buddhism and completely blackened, Tang Seng lowered his head slightly, clasped his hands together, and remained silent.

Even with his devotion and belief in Buddhism, the one in his heart could not help but feel a little bit uneasy at this time because of Ah Shau's death and Wutian's grief.

Why did the Buddhism in that world evolve into that way?

The other three brothers shook their heads and sighed.

Sha Wujing shook his head, and couldn't help but think of himself.

He worked hard and worked hard in the heavenly court, but because he broke the queen mother's glazed cup, he was demoted to the mortal world and suffered a lot.

"Although this Wutian has violated the precept of lust and violated the teachings of Buddhist scriptures, his merits and demerits are equal, so it is not appropriate to treat him like this."

Zhu Bajie touched his big belly, looked at Tang Monk who was chanting sutras with his eyes closed, and asked tentatively: "Master, shall we still go to the West to learn scriptures?"

Both the monkey and the sand monk were silent.

The Tathagata and Buddhism in the inventory are too different from what they imagined. If what they encounter is also like this, then...

Among other things, with the temperament of a monkey, I am afraid that it is very likely to be forced into the second Wutian!

Tang San was silent for a moment, then said:

"Don't worry, that world is not this world. The Buddha is not in the same world as us, so why should he impose what he did on the head of Lingshan Buddha?"

Monkey King scratched his cheeks irritably, his fiery eyes moved slightly, which was somewhat meaningful.

Back then, when he first came out of Huaguo Mountain, he was played and teased by various gods and gods.

Later, it was designed by Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and put on this mantra.

He already had grievances in his heart, but those grievances were worn away by Tang Seng day after day, and they were almost wiped away.

If there is no such inventory, maybe he will also die, accept all this, and protect the master to complete the predestined mission.

But Wutian's experience made him shake a little bit——

Is Buddhism really so hypocritical?

No one knew that a seed had been buried in Monkey King's heart.

...

On the other side, the world after Journey to the West.

Wutian, who has completely controlled the Three Realms, has mixed feelings in his heart after watching the inventory of himself in the light curtain.

After hearing the inventory rewards, Wutian's unchanging coldness shattered like a mirror.

He wanted to laugh, but forgot how to laugh.

He could only twitch the corners of his mouth, his expression stiff.

With trembling hands, he opened the door of darkness, and the black coffin was spotless as if it had just been put in.

The girl in the coffin was sleeping there peacefully, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had encountered the happiest thing.

The cold body gradually warmed up, the eyelashes trembled slightly, and Ah Shay's eyes slowly opened.

"Are you... a little monk?"

She was a little hesitant. The black-clothed, black-haired man in front of him had a strange expression. Although his aura had changed drastically, his appearance made her heart tremble.

"It's...it's me, you...are you awake?"

Wutian didn't know what to say, he gently stroked Ah Shun's face.

"What the hell is going on here? I remember I wasn't..."

Wutian recounted the events that had happened in the past ten thousand years, and then looked at those gods and Buddhas with cold eyes.

The gods and Buddhas who were imprisoned by him were completely silent.

Some of them know the truth, while others are kept in the dark.

Those gods and Buddhas who had been kept in the dark began to waver in their hearts.

There was a burst of black air, and Wutian stood in front of the gods and Buddhas with his hands behind his back, his face was cold, like a murderous demon, but in fact he had never killed anyone.

Wutian glanced around and said in a deep voice:

"Now, have you all seen the truth?"

"Buddhism despises the common people, closes the door in troubled times, and opens the mountain in peace. How has it ever really cared about the world? The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, who dare to say that there is no selfishness?!"

"Although I have fallen into the devil's way, I think I have never harmed anyone, even you and I will only lock you up and not kill them."

"What I want to establish is an orderly Three Realms, and there will no longer be hypocritical gods and Buddhas!"

After finishing speaking, Wutian turned his head to look at Monkey King and Tang Sanzang at the side.

In Tang Sanzang, he saw the shadow of his past, and Sun Wukong is the only one who has never forgotten the wind and rain after going through the wind and rain, and has the only human heart that the gods and Buddhas in the sky do not have.

"I admire the two of you. One has compassion and can accept the mundane dirt. He is a truly merciful person. The other is not afraid of power and dares to fight against everything. He is not a hypocritical person in Buddhism."

"I saved a Shame, there are other Shame in this world, and there are countless miserable people like Shame!"

"This battle is to recast the Three Realms!"

Wutian's voice shook the Three Realms, and a new journey began again!

...

The light curtain across the sky gradually dissipated, and countless monks watched it with relish, with endless aftertaste.

There is no doubt that Wutian is a poor man, but he is also a changemaker.

He saw a corner that the gods and Buddhas of the heavens had never looked at.

Just when everyone was still discussing fiercely about the sky.

The endless primordial purple energy gathered, and thunder bursts rushed.

Rumble!

Numerous planes trembled in the void, and the avenue runes emerged like a flood bursting an embankment!

"Is the fifth one about to appear?!"

"Who will it be this time?"

Just when the monks from the heavens and the world were amazed.

In the light curtain across the sky, a dilapidated thatched cottage gradually appeared.

In front of the thatched hut, two children were playing and playing.

"Don't run!"

"Zhang Xiaofan, if you have the guts, stop!"

"Stop? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

The sound of children's play was transmitted to the heavens and myriad worlds through the light curtain.

The inventory of the fifth tragic character begins!

......

With the opening of the light curtain, the voice-over also resounded through the heavens.

[Fifth place in inventory of the top ten tragic figures in the heavens and the world: Zhang Xiaofan, the son of blood. 】

【Zhang Xiaofan, also known as Gui Li, known as Mr. Blood.A native of Caomiao Village, Qingyun Mountain, in the world of Jade Immortals, both of his parents died since childhood. 】

Accompanied by the voice-over, the image of Zhang Xiaofan appeared in the light curtain.

A young man with bushy eyebrows, thin cheeks and a delicate face, dressed in plain clothes, with a simple and simple smile on his face.

The screen of the light curtain changes slowly.

Chapter 145 Jade Immortal Plane, Zhang Xiaofan!

The two children were chasing and fighting in front of the thatched hut, which gradually turned into a fight because of their stubborn temper.

Among them, the older boy became more and more angry, and his hands became more and more vigorous, he strangled Zhang Xiaofan's throat, making it more and more difficult for him to breathe.

"If you agree to catch it, you will admit defeat. Are you convinced?"

And Zhang Xiaofan didn't say a word, just stared at the older boy, refusing to admit defeat.

Therefore, the two children were unwilling to let go and admit defeat first, allowing their extreme and tough tempers to be aroused, and the stalemate continued.

Seeing that an unprovoked catastrophe is about to be brewed.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard an ancient Buddha's name coming from the depths of the dilapidated thatched cottage——

"Amitabha!"

"Two little benefactors, stop quickly!"

Immediately, a dry and wrinkled palm stretched out from the air, and with just a flick of two fingers, the two childish figures were separated, preventing a disaster from happening.

The two children looked at the depths of the hut where the sound came from, and saw an old monk standing there.

The monk's face was full of wrinkles, he was wearing a dilapidated cassock, and his whole body was dirty, but he was holding a string of jasper rosary beads in his hand, which were crystal clear and gave off a faint blue light, which attracted people's attention.

[Caomiao Village where Zhang Xiaofan lives is located at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.There is a sect on Qingyun Mountain, named Qingyunmen, it has been established for more than two thousand years, and it is a giant of righteousness in this world.It is precisely because of this that Taoism is revered here, and Buddhist monks are very rare.Although Zhang Xiaofan was puzzled, he left this place without asking any further questions. 】

...

Soon, night falls.

A sound of thunder resounded through the sky and the earth, the wind howled, and the black clouds above the sky were very oppressive.

The thick black mist, like black ink, surged endlessly at an extremely fast speed.In a blink of an eye, the entire Caomiao Village was enveloped.

As the black mist surged, it immediately engulfed the children in the village, spiraled up, and swept straight to the outside of the village at an extremely fast speed, and it was about to take the children away.

Seeing this, the old monk's face darkened, and he immediately rescued people.

I saw his thin body suddenly rising from the ground, shooting into the black mist in an instant, and hugging the child out of the black mist.

However, the person who released the black mist was also a strong man of the demonic way, and in an instant, the ghost cries became more and more shrill.

When the old monk rescued the child, a red light burst out from the black mist. The old monk was shocked, and his arm was bitten by a seven-tailed centipede!

"puff!"