Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Am I redundant?"

No matter how slow his reaction was, Shen Wangu knew that the person the other party was talking about was him. He pointed at himself in astonishment and asked in disbelief.

I think that the son of a human emperor is also a domineering and blessed existence in heaven. How come I am a superfluous existence in your Buddhist sect?

"He is an old acquaintance of the poor monk, so I let him come if I wanted to."

Wu Xin explained it seriously.

"No, what do you mean? What's superfluous? What do you Buddhists want to do?"

Zhang Yi quickly realized something was wrong. Why did he feel like he had fallen into a pit? The arrival of him and the Monkey King had always been planned by Buddhism?

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, please rest assured. You and the poor monk have known each other for so many years. How has the poor monk ever harmed you?"

Wu Xin knew Zhang Yi's concerns and quickly explained.

But the Great Sage Qitian was not so easy to talk to. He took out the Dinghai Divine Needle and asked menacingly with sinister eyes: "What on earth do you want to do? What's the purpose of deceiving us here!"

"Crash!"

The Eighteen Arhats stood up in unison, the Buddha's light on their bodies was even more dazzling, and their momentum was no weaker than that of the Monkey King.

"Donor, please don't panic. I just want you to come here because I want you to do a small favor for Buddhism."

Arhat, who had spoken before, continued.

"What's the deal?"

The Monkey King looked alert and was ready to take action at any time.

"Slay the demon! To be precise, it means to slay our inner demons. We have never stepped into the realm of the Immortal Emperor because we are trapped by our inner demons. We have tried many methods but cannot kill them. We can only ask you to take action. ”

Arhat revealed the purpose of inviting them here.

"I know how to get rid of demons, but I can't kill inner demons. Isn't this what you Buddhists are best at? It's normal for the Immortal Emperor not to get rid of inner demons. Relying on external forces is not the right way."

The Monkey King shook his head, his words showing rejection.

Zhang Yi also shook his head repeatedly and said: "This junior's cultivation is not at the early stage of immortality, so how can he help several eminent monks slay their inner demons? They are just kidding."

Are you kidding? The inner demons that even their level cannot get rid of are something he can get involved in?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but look at Wu Xin with some complaints. He also said that he would not harm himself, and he didn't even make his purpose clear. What is this if it's not a trap?

"Donor Zhang is underestimating himself. You have broken through the Immortal Sword Formation and you should know how to condense the God-Slaying Sword. The God-Slaying Sword is the best weapon to kill the Heart Demon."

"You have to do this!"

The leader Arhat smiled, looked straight at Zhang Yi and said calmly.

"I don't know how to condense the God-Slaying Sword."

Zhang Yi denied it.

This was the first time Monkey King heard the news. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He held Zhang Yi enthusiastically and said, "Good boy, you are quite capable. No wonder you can become the Son of God in the two holy places. When the time comes, Don’t forget me when you condense the God-Slaying Sword.”

"I still don't know how to condense the God-Slaying Sword. Don't make fun of me, Great Sage."

Zhang Yi pushed the Monkey King away without saying a word, shaking his head with a bitter look on his face.

"Master has hidden the god-killing sword deeply enough. Even I don't know about it."

Shen Wangu also looked at Zhang Yi with bright eyes, thinking that he was right to follow Zhang Yi out this time.

"Donor Zhang is not willing to help me in Buddhism?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere became gloomy, and the feeling of oppression on the Eighteen Arhats became even stronger.

Monkey King and Wu Xin immediately stood in front of Zhang Yi.

"That's not what you said before. Whether he can help or not depends entirely on his own will. Besides, he doesn't know how to condense the God-Slaying Sword, so how can he help you slay the inner demon?"

Wu Xin retorted with an angry look on his face.

"Hmph, you bunch of bald men, if you dare to attack my brother, I'll see if I don't destroy your Buddhist sect!"

The Great Sage Qitian held the Dinghai Divine Needle horizontally in front of him and said with incomparable domineering attitude.

After hearing this, the tense atmosphere gradually subsided, and the sense of oppression on the Eighteen Arhats was relieved a lot. "I didn't mean to force him. Buddha misunderstood. Since he is your friend, we will not embarrass him."

"It's fine if Donor Zhang can't gather the God-Slaying Sword. I wonder if the Great Sage is willing to take action?"

The Eighteen Arhats again set their sights on the menacing Monkey King.

"no way!"

The Monkey King is now extremely disgusted with these bald men and refuses without hesitation. M.

"After the matter is completed, the Buddhist relics can be given to you. This object can increase your possibility of obtaining the inherited divine status."

The Eighteen Arhats made an offer they couldn't refuse.

"How many relics are there in total?"

Sure enough, Monkey King Qitian was a little moved and asked with his eyes shining.

Dare I ask who doesn’t want to become a god? This is the wish of countless people in the fairy world!

Becoming a god means immortality and omnipotence! This is something that faeries cannot do.

"There are a total of eighteen relics in Buddhism, all of which were transformed by Arhats of all generations after their death!"

"Eighteen relics, I can try to help you get rid of your inner demons!"

Monkey King Lion opened his mouth and said.

"No, the relic is the most precious treasure of my Buddhism. Just one can benefit people endlessly. It is unrealistic to give you eighteen relics."

The Eighteen Arhats refused without even thinking.

"Then there's no need to talk."

Monkey King shrugged his shoulders and said in a very tough manner.

"You want too much. Such a greedy person will never get the inheritance of the Buddha."

"I thought you and my Buddha were destined to be together, but I didn't expect your fate to end here."

The Eighteen Arhats shook their heads with a little disappointment.

"You stubborn people, if you give me the relics, won't our fate continue? Do you know how much it will cost me to help you kill your inner demons? If I don't do it well, I will lose my life. Is my life not worth eighteen relics?"

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven still didn't want to lose these relics, and continued to bargain.

"Little monk, please help me speak. There is a reason why your Buddhist sect has not produced an immortal emperor for so many years. If I help them kill their inner demons, the Buddhist sect will definitely have an immortal emperor, and their status will increase day by day. This is more cost-effective than buying and selling."

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven hurriedly pulled Wuxin, wanting him to help him persuade these stubborn old monks.

But Wuxin remained silent, just looking at Zhang Yi silently, as if thinking about something.

"And after you arhats die, they should also condense new relics. You will make a lot of money from this deal!"

The Monkey King said with a clever look in his eyes.

"No, no, relics can only be produced when the first generation of arhats pass away. Otherwise, the number of relics would not be so small, at most two relics!"

The leading arhat shook his head and finally made a concession.