571: Daoist friend, please shut up

The factions of the Heavenly Court were clearly divided into several groups, but at this moment, they seemed to have set aside their previous grudges, uniting their forces in mid-air and pressing down toward the peak of Shaoshi Mountain.

"It's truly strange. Why do the people of our Daoist sect look so weird? It's like... it's like..."

The Daoist muttered beside Li Chengqian. He always felt that when the people from the Daoist sect appeared, the atmosphere seemed extremely eerie, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

"It's like they're constipated!"

Li Chengqian blurted out. As a Mortal emperor, he gave these immortals and gods absolutely no Face, especially after learning that the Heavenly Court was not a monolith and that countless factions had emerged following its collapse; he held these scheming individuals in even greater contempt.

Tang Ku had once described the current divisions of the Heavenly Court to him in detail. It could be said to be extremely intricate, and the many inside stories involved made him sneer at these so-called gods who were nothing more than sycophants.

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

The Daoist clapped his hands, then immediately pulled a wry Face and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't get me in trouble... this, this, if the Ancestral Master hears this, it will be very troublesome!"

"Heh, what is there to fear? These immortals are no longer the ones you and I worship. For their own interests, they occupy other countries, destroy others' Foundations, and some even directly use Possession on Mortals, seizing a nation's Luck for their own use, just to restore their own cultivation. If it were you, could you do that?"

Li Chengqian said dismissively.

"Damn, Fellow Daoist, where did you learn all this? Are these immortals really such bastards... Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, I mean, Fellow Daoist, don't get me in trouble. I... I didn't mean to say that... Ancestral Master, please don't blame me, don't blame me!"

The Daoist hurriedly bowed toward some unknown god in the sky, while Li Chengqian scanned the people from the Immortal Realm, seemingly looking for someone.

Suddenly, he spotted a figure that looked very familiar and couldn't help but nod to himself.

"Wearing armor, bringing private troops, dignified bearing, and a Face that resembles young Nezha by sixty or seventy percent... Heh, this must be the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, Commander Li Jing... Hmm, he's not as handsome as the Li Jing of my Great Tang, but he certainly has the Aura... Hmm, and that old man with three eyes, riding a Mo Qilin, that should be the Nine Heavens Responding Yuan Mansion Thunder God Puhua Heavenly Lord, Grand Tutor Wen Zhong... Truly an extraordinary bearing... Oh, the one riding a lion is the Taiyi Relief-from-Suffering Heavenly Lord. Heh, the separatist faction is just like that... Hmm, those guys in the back who look listless and dejected, looking more like monsters than people... Oh, I see, the radical faction whose leader was killed by the Holy Monk... Heh, Luo Hou Star Lord and the Twenty-Eight Mansions... They're ugly as hell..."

Li Chengqian was already pondering in his heart how to make contact with the conservative faction and Li Jing's group; after all, these two sides could still be won over...

White Impermanence Xie Bian, inside his body, was dumbfounded: "Is our Majesty's thinking always this erratic? He's already starting to pull in allies? Didn't you just hold these guys in contempt?"

The two factions in the sky finally met. On one side, golden light flickered; on the other, rainbow light filled the sky. Here, Buddhist chants resounded; there, golden drums blared. The Aura looked extremely astonishing, and all the commoners in Dengfeng City and within a thousand-mile radius knelt on the ground, kowtowing sincerely... After all, who in their lifetime could see such a miraculous sight?

"A bunch of flashy idiots..."

Under the immense pressure, Li Chengqian didn't even lower his head; instead, he looked up at these so-called immortals and Buddhas from both sides, continuing to speak with disdain.

The Daoist beside him had long since been impressed by Li Chengqian to the point of prostration.

"No wonder he dares to talk nonsense here; it turns out he has the capital to talk nonsense. With such cultivation, he must be at the level of a Taiyi Loose Immortal, right? Otherwise, how could he keep his head up under such Aura?"

He didn't know that Li Chengqian possessed the imperial jade seal, with the nation's Luck upon him. The Aura of the immortals and Buddhas alone could not suppress him, even though his own cultivation was lacking even in the initial Qi-guiding stage.

"Heavenly Lord, it has been a long time!"

Compassionate Guanyin seemed to be the spokesperson for the Buddhist side, and he bowed to the Thunder God Puhua Heavenly Lord, who was clearly the leader.

"Venerable Guanyin, there is no need for formalities. I am only here to watch the battle today. I truly want to see how much that Sanzang, who once had no power to truss a chicken, has improved!"

Grand Tutor Wen stroked his beard and smiled.

"Since that is the case... then I will overstep my bounds..."

Compassionate Guanyin said politely, then immediately performed a Lion's Roar toward the ground: "Sanzang, we have all arrived at Shaoshi Mountain. Why have you not appeared yet? Could it be that you are afraid?"

His voice was like a thunderclap, shaking the area for a thousand miles. Not to mention ordinary people, even the practitioners present felt their ears buzzing.

Everyone was shocked. A single person had such power; even if the Holy Monk was strong, could he really be a match for so many people?

Only Li Chengqian was unaffected, saying disdainfully: "Hmph, afraid? If the Holy Monk were afraid, wouldn't he just let you be arrogant? But how many times have your plans against the Holy Monk actually succeeded?"

The Daoist beside him hurriedly whispered: "Little Ancestor, can we stop talking? If the Heavenly Lord hears us in a moment, we'll be silenced!"

Li Chengqian patted his shoulder and said calmly: "No matter what happens in a moment, just stand by my side, and I guarantee you'll be safe!"

As he was speaking, a little monk... or perhaps a nun, suddenly crawled out of the cave. Looking at the gods in the sky, he couldn't help but press his palms together and say: "Greetings, great gods. My Master is inside doing radio calisthenics. He has been sitting for so long that his legs are a bit numb. Please wait a moment..."

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Everyone had only one question in their minds: "What is radio calisthenics?"

Only Li Chengqian chuckled: "I told you, how could the Holy Monk's thinking be understood by ordinary people!"

"This Fellow Daoist, what kind of divine skill is this radio calisthenics that even the Holy Monk needs it to restore his Qi and blood?"

The old Daoist looked at Li Chengqian in shock, appearing as if he knew what it was.

"Oh, this radio calisthenics is just a method the Holy Monk uses to exercise his body... Hmm, look, the Holy Monk is coming out!"

A slovenly monk with a full beard and big curly hair suddenly walked out of the cave, looking extremely strange.

"Buddha, look at his state. Doesn't he look like someone?"

Holy Heart Guanyin stood beside Maitreya and asked softly.

Maitreya took a look and couldn't help but press his palms together: "Amitabha... Do you still remember that Patriarch Bodhidharma who spread the Dharma?"

Guanyin couldn't help but exclaim: "It's him?"

The slovenly monk walked out, stretched, and didn't even glance at the crowd. Instead, he reached out his right hand and gestured on his Face. As the hair fell off, a shiny bald head and a handsome Face appeared before everyone. His tattered monk's robe and kasaya suddenly fell to the ground. Amidst the flickering golden light on his body, a moon-white monk's robe set off the free and easy nature of a Buddhist Disciple...

A faint moon-white light stood out from the golden and rainbow lights. Although it was only like a firefly, it seemed to stand out from the crowd, incomparably dazzling!