Mu Qianyu was squatting there watching the chess game, trying to find some order and fun in the black and white, and also wanted to know more about his man through this.
Unexpectedly, she was interrupted while she was watching. She looked up and found Moro talking. She thought about it, and it seemed that she was the only one who could be called an emperor.
She pointed at herself and stood up: "Your Majesty, are you calling me?"
"Exactly, please come and analyze the truth. I, the Buddhist sect, made mistakes first, but I have already regretted it. Why are these fellow immortal sects still holding on to it?" Moro said affirmatively.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect didn't know who was in charge of this matter, but when the sect leaders of the Immortal Sect heard that Moro came to Mu Qianyu to make peace, they all looked at him like he was a fool.
These great monks only have strength but not brains. Anyone dares to invite them.
"Are you being reasonable? That Venerable has really found the right person. I am the best at being reasonable." Mu Qianyu said and took one step up to the top of the wall in front of the ancestral Buddha's temple.
Everyone also discovered that this emperor loved to climb walls.
"Your Majesty, please speak." Seeing the arrival of the people, Buddha Moro couldn't wait any longer.
Mu Qianyu pondered for a moment and then said: "Excuse me, Venerable Maro, has Venerable Lan Jia been released from seclusion?"
Buddha Moro smelled an unusual aura, but he still followed his train of thought and said: "Not yet, Junior Brother Lan Jia is in retreat to purify the evil spirit of the wronged souls on the Demon God's Cone."
"Oh, that Demon God Cone belongs to me. Now that I don't want to purify it, please return it to me, Your Majesty." Mu Qianyu said in a normal tone.
There was a slight crack in the peaceful expression on Moro Buddha's face. Now he wanted to beat himself up. Why did he call her here when he had nothing to do?!
This is not talking about peace, it is adding chaos.
"Emperor, that devil's cone and even the most dangerous magical weapon are too murderous. I don't want to see such a magical weapon exist in the world. Please forgive me, emperor." Moko said at the side.
"I gave the Demonic Cone to Buddha Langa out of consideration for the kindness of Buddhists, but it has been so long, and I am not worried." Mu Qianyu spread his hands as he spoke: "I want to take it out."
"This matter is related to the people's livelihood in the world. How can we follow the emperor's temper? If the devil's cone hurts people everywhere, wouldn't it be our fault?" Moro's voice became colder: "The emperor makes such unreasonable demands, please forgive this poor monk.
I can’t wait to obey my orders.”
"Two Buddhas, please calm down. I have no intention of embarrassing you two. I also know that the two of you cannot decide. I still seek to see the ancestor Buddha together with all my fellow immortals. If the old man also says this, we have no objection."
Mu Qianyu said very well.
The people of the Immortal Sect didn't understand why the empress went around the Demonic Cone before, but now they understand that she still dug holes left and right.
The expression on Moko's face was also a little cracked. This emperor is the real insufferable one.
Moro slowed down and then said: "Emperor, the matter of the Demon God Cone is something that I can consider for a while. Today we are discussing the incident of hurting people in the Linglong chess game. Do you want to sit down and talk about it?"
"I just thought about what Your Majesty said about the chess game. My husband is still lying on the bed and has not recovered from his injuries." Mu Qianyu sighed and said:
"It seems that the effect of the previous medicine is very average. Your Majesty also knows that my husband is of high status. If there is an accident, it may affect the good relationship between the East and the West. Do you want to ask the ancestor Buddha to come out to see the doctor?"
After saying this, the disciples of the Immortal Sect also echoed: "Young Master, your body cannot be compromised. You in the Western Region cannot be without this bit of sincerity."
"Yes, if you don't even take my dojo master seriously, I don't think there is any need to be polite anymore."
"We started to overthrow the temple to see if the ancestor Buddha could get out."
"I think the ancestor Buddha may have passed away or been imprisoned. We and the monks may have been deceived by these people."
"Fight in! See the ancestral Buddha!"
"Fight in! See the ancestral Buddha!"
After Mu Qianyu appeared on the scene, the attitude of the Immortal Sect disciples became more determined, and each one made a fuss more fierce than the other.
Moro and Moko split at the same time. They didn't expect that calling Mu Qianyu would only cause more chaos.
Even the Buddha behind them felt that the situation was serious and seemed to be out of control.
Of the eight great Buddhas in the Western Regions, four of them are in retreat all year round and will only appear when summoned by the ancestor Buddha. Generally, their appearance means the most important event in Buddhism.
These major events include witnessing the establishment of the new ancestral Buddha, which means that they will definitely appear in the near future, but it is not yet certain who the ancestral Buddha is.
"Let's do it, everyone, we can't sit still and wait for death, right?" Mu Qianyu said calmly.
The three top immortal sect masters attacked the Eighteen Arhats at the same time. When the other sect masters and experts saw this, they couldn't wait to take action, and the thunderous attacks became more powerful with each wave.
"Mu Qianyu, the poor monk first captured you, the person who instigated the trouble." Moro also knew that the matter was irreversible, and his figure immediately flew towards Mu Qianyu, and his fingers turned into sharp claws to grab Mu Qianyu's neck.
"Boom!"
An equally powerful force clashed with Moro's dragon claw hand. Moro took a few steps back, but it was not because he was repelled, he just wanted to see who it was.
The Demon King shook his hands and said to Moro: "Old bald donkey, you dare to hurt my master, how dare you?"
Before Moro could say anything, the Demon Emperor had already stepped forward with a black light and confronted him.
The Demon King already dominated the world ten thousand years ago. Although his strength has not been fully restored now, he can still be ranked among the top masters in the world.
So Moro Buddha could only wink at Moko.
"I'm here to take your life." Moko took action.
Another stream of red light flashed, and Moko was hit and retreated repeatedly. He took a closer look and found that he was not just a random master, but the current demon emperor of the demon clan, who had inherited the emperor Yin from the previous demon emperor.
Di Yin is very flamboyant in red clothes, and his broad back gives people a sense of security.
Xianmen Zhengdao lamented the terrifying influence of this emperor. There were two masters serving her casually. No wonder the two holy places regarded her as a serious problem.
If she is allowed to develop, the entire Xizhou may be hers.
However, seeing Di Yin made Mu Qianyu frown fiercely. She sent a message and asked: "Where is Nannan? Why didn't you stay with Nannan?"
"He is fine in the room and is not in danger as you said. I will naturally come out to protect you." Di Yin replied via voice transmission.
Mu Qianyu looked at the two Holy Lords and Holy Sons who had not yet appeared, and shouted in her heart that it was terrible, this Holy Land wanted to imitate her and capture hostages.
And her only weakness is her daughter. If Nannan falls into their hands, things will be complicated.
"Go back quickly and see if the child is still there?" Mu Qianyu urged, "I am prepared here."