"Young Master, has the Buddha gone to the Buddhist Kingdom?"
Southwest Army, on the way north, Xiaosi looked at the young master in front of him and asked.
"right."
Li Ziye responded, "Calculating the time, it's almost here. As long as the young monks stir up chaos in the Buddhist kingdom, they will have no energy to pay attention to the situation in the southwest royal city. This will not only reduce the pressure on the royal city, but also allow the royal city to send troops." The news was revealed later.”
"But is it really not dangerous for a Buddha to face the entire Buddhist kingdom by himself?" Xiaosi asked with some worry.
"Don't worry, the young monk is no longer what he used to be."
Li Ziye replied, "Not only in terms of strength, but also in mentality, the young monk is completely different from before. If he can't beat him, he will run away."
A young monk in the late stage of the Five Realms, coupled with the regenerative ability of the demon clan, it would not be easy for the Buddhist country to keep him.
The biggest feature of the Buddhist Kung Fu is that it can withstand beatings. However, its attack power is mediocre and its speed is average. It is not suitable for chasing people.
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if the young monk is in danger, isn't there still a hibiscus on the other side of the royal city?
He kept Hibiscus not only to let the girl watch the fun, but also to work at the critical moment, staging a great drama of riding thousands of miles alone to save the monk.
However, this is unlikely. The young monk should be able to complete the copy of Buddha Kingdom alone.
Mu Jin girl can choose not to take action or not. After all, this is one of the trump cards of his Li family. It should be reserved for the Dashang royal family and wasted in the copy of Buddha Kingdom. It is overqualified and underutilized.
"Amitabha."
At this moment, in the Buddhist Kingdom, Sanzang was surrounded by masters from a temple in the Buddhist Kingdom. With every step and punch, he was invincible and pushed aside all enemies.
Perhaps it was because he had cleared too many difficulty dungeons, but now Sanzang felt so uncomfortable facing a group of mobs.
Only at this moment can Sanzang feel the sense of accomplishment of the four great geniuses of the younger generation. In one word, refreshing!
"Look at the mighty dragon of this demonic monk!"
After knocking down half of the enemies, Sanzang looked at the remaining ten or so people, shouted loudly, the Buddha's light around him rose to the sky, and with a big move, he knocked all the remaining people to the ground.
"ah!"
For a time, more than twenty monks were wailing in pain on the ground, unable to get up.
"Amitabha, why bother?"
Sanzang recited the Buddha's name softly and said with emotion, "Why do you have to force this young monk? He didn't do anything just now, and you are going to call him a demon and shout to beat him and kill him. I, the demon monk, have been wronged!"
After saying that, the Buddhist beads wrapped around Sanzang's fists spread out, and the golden light shone brightly, reflecting the compassionate and childish little face, which really looked like the temperament of an accomplished monk.
Maybe it would be like this if there wasn't that demonic Buddha seal between the eyebrows.
"Everyone, I, this demon monk, take the first step."
Sanzang clasped his hands together, bowed, and immediately walked through the crowd. He was polite before the greeting and saluted after the greeting, without losing his demeanor as an eminent monk.
In the sky, the rising sun reaches the middle of the sky. At noon, the sun shines brightly.
Sanzang walked all morning and felt a little tired. He found a place to sit down and then took out a big cake from the package behind him and ate it.
A whole package of flatbreads are basically salty, and some even have fillings. The food is quite good.
Sharpening a knife is as good as chopping wood. In order to allow the young monk to clear the dungeon with peace of mind, Princess Southwest specially asked the cook in the mansion to make enough dry food for the young monk.
Eat the stuffed ones first to avoid spoilage.
"Amitabha, delicious."
After Sanzang finished one pie, he happily took the second one and continued eating.
Fighting is really a strenuous job, I’m so hungry.
Not long after Sanzang entered the Buddhist Kingdom, on a towering mountain in the middle of the Buddhist Kingdom, in the Qingdeng Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, an old monk opened his eyes and looked at the cracked green lantern in front of the Buddha, his eyes slightly focused.
There is a demon!
"Fahai."
The Green Lantern Buddha spoke and ordered, "If a monster steps into the Buddha's kingdom, lead someone to subdue it."
"yes!"
Outside the Buddhist hall, Fahai accepted the order, immediately held the purple gold bowl, turned and left.
"Monster, it's a monster!"
At the same time, Sanzang, who had eaten and drank enough, continued to move forward. On the way, he met many eminent monks who blocked his path. They were all polite first, then saluted, and then they all fell to the ground.
There is no loss of etiquette, and there is no ambiguity in the action.
At sunset, Sanzang had already walked one-third of the way, and he was still hurrying along.
The main reason is that the Buddhist Kingdom is not that big. In the era when the great merchants dominated the world, a royal city could block a whole country. How big could the Buddhist Kingdom be?
The land area of a small border country depends not on whether it is strong enough, but on whether the big merchants want it.
If the Central Plains were all a land rich in resources, there would not be any small border countries. This was the confidence of the Central Plains Dynasty at its peak.
"That's it, little junior brother?"
At sunset, Fa Hai, who was ordered to subdue the demon, saw a familiar figure in the battle ahead from a distance, and his expression was shocked.
"Senior Brother Fahai?"
In the distant battle, Sanzang also noticed the familiar aura in front of him. He knocked down an eminent monk with a Buddha bead, and his face showed excitement.
Is this warmth delivered to your door?
Brother Fahai sent it to the door himself, so he didn't have to go to Qingdeng Temple to find someone. He took action to take back the Purple Golden Bowl, and the copy ended immediately!
Without Brother Li, the difficulty of the dungeon has plummeted, and it will be finished in less than a day!
"Amitabha."
In his excitement, Sanzang punched a monk with one punch. He wanted to clear out the wild monsters blocking his way as quickly as possible, and went to have a few blows with his beloved senior brother Fahai.
Unexpectedly.
"retreat!"
In the distance, Fa Hai saw someone coming, no, after seeing that the coming demon was Sanzang, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
Behind them, several masters from Qingdeng Temple immediately followed and left quickly.
"Ami, lie down!"
During the battle, when Sanzang saw this, he couldn't help but cursed and shouted urgently, "Senior Brother Fahai, don't you want to say a few words to the young monk when we meet again after a long separation? Don't leave in a hurry!"
"boom!"
While he was distracted, a senior monk came with a stick, which hit Sanzang on the shoulder with great force.
The long stick made of fine iron will cause pain when hit on the body. The eminent monk of the Buddhist country subdues demons and eliminates demons without mercy.
"Amitabha, the young monk is angry."
The little monsters were blocking the road, and they were annoyed. Sanzang's face turned cold, he grabbed the iron rod, swung it across, and directly swept away all the monks who rushed up around him.
However, several eminent monks blocked him for a moment, and in the distance, Fahai had already disappeared.
Under the setting sun, Sanzang stood quietly on the land of the Buddhist kingdom. The Buddha's light gradually dissipated and was replaced by endless demonic energy, as dark as ink and surging.
"Iron rod, little monk can borrow it for a few days."
Sanzang glanced at the senior monks lying on the ground and said indifferently, "In two days, you can just go to Qingdeng Temple to ask for it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sanzang left with the iron rod in hand, looking at Foshan in the distance with his cold eyes. The black energy around him was surging, and he looked like a demon, which was frightening.
Master, this disciple is back!
