The Buddha traveled westward and conquered thousands of demons.
In the past, a Buddhist disciple traveled westward, starting from the city of Tianping and heading westward, meeting demons, killing them, and crossing people.
Although he is a disciple of the Buddha, his cassock is stained with blood, but his eyes are still filled with compassion.
"In the past, when Buddhist disciples achieved enlightenment, they only taught the world and were saved in the mortal world. However, since the Buddha and the devil took over the Western Continent, my Buddhist ancestors made great aspirations. If the Western Continent is not peaceful, I will never become a Buddha."
"From now on, all my Buddhist disciples, if they want to achieve fruition and understand my original mind, must go west to conquer demons and save all sentient beings."
"It's just that ordinary Buddhist disciples can keep a low profile and just go west. But as a Buddhist disciple, it's completely different."
"Buddha's journey to the west must start from the city of Tianping and stop at the capital of Fumo."
Inside the Bodhi Sect, one looks out over a simple courtyard in the distance. The person living there is none other than the contemporary Buddhist disciple of the Bodhi Sect, Xingyun.
Shi Kong's eyes were complicated, and his practice had reached perfection. If nothing unexpected happened, he would also need to go west to conquer demons in the near future and achieve fruition.
But what he needs to do is different from that of the Buddha. When the Buddha goes west, he needs to fight all the way from the City of Balance to the Demon-Conquering City without any cover-up!
Although it is said that there is an agreement between Buddha and demon that no one will leave the great realm, but if the Buddha's son dies, the Buddhist sect will not be held accountable.
The last time Buddha traveled westward was more than a hundred years ago.
Lin Chuyi and Mo Jiujiu were both a little surprised. After listening to what Shi Kong said, this Buddhist disciple's journey to the west was just like going to the demon clan to play in the gym.
This action, this courage, this awareness is really great.
On the other side, inside the main hall.
Xiao Guan and Huo Chanzi also learned from the old monk of Pagoda what the Buddha's journey to the west was.
Even though the two of them were great monks who had cultivated their moral character for many years, they were also shocked and dumbfounded.
According to what the old monk of Buddha said, Buddha Nebula is only in the realm of Golden Elixir Dzogchen, which even the monks above the Nascent Soul of the Demon Clan cannot reach.
But the demons don't lack for monks in the Golden Core Realm. If they fight all the way, they can kill the opponent with a sea of people tactics, right?
The old monk of Buddha seemed to have noticed the surprise and worry of the two of them, clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Two donors, don't worry, I, the Buddha, are merciful."
From the looks of it, he didn't seem worried.
Huochanzi thought for a while and asked, "I wonder when your Buddhist disciples will go west?"
If they knew the time of Buddha's journey to the west, maybe they could cooperate.
But he saw the old monk from Pagoda laughing and saying, "That child Xingyun should have arrived at the City of Balance."
In other words, a fight might have started while they were talking?
Xiao Guan and Huo Chanzi looked at each other, both feeling helpless.
I can't tell that this Buddhist man is also a bit vigorous and resolute.
They said they were going to fight, but the next moment they started fighting.
Everyone looked sideways, looking toward the distant west through the half-open windows.
That's where the demons are.
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The city of balance.
This city, which brings together humans, Buddhas, and demons, is not grandly built, but it has all the restaurants, restaurants, and streets.
It was the twilight of the day, and on the largest street in Tianping City, there were both people and demons coming and going, and occasionally Buddhist disciples were walking.
Everything looks so strange, yet harmonious.
At this moment, all the people, demons, and Buddhas on the street were looking at a figure at the end of the street unconsciously.
The figure was wearing a two-color platinum and gold cassock. On the snow-white cassock, golden lines were outlined one after another, dividing the cassock into squares.
On her feet were a pair of plain white monk shoes, without any patterns, but clean and unstained by dust.
What made everyone unable to take their eyes away was not the cassock, nor the monk's shoes, but the monk wearing the cassock.
The monk, dressed in white and snowy, is only around 20 years old, but he has a face that captures people's attention.
The long and thick eyelashes hang down naturally, the skin is as clear as glass, the lips are as red as red vermilion, and the teeth are as white as the bright moon.
Even with his head slightly lowered and not looking at anyone, he still unconsciously attracted everyone's attention without saying a word.
This is a monk with a stunning appearance!
But the strangest thing is that all the demons and demons who looked at him because of his appearance unconsciously felt a touch of peace and tranquility in their hearts, without any thoughts of blasphemy.
Even the most cunning and lustful demons can't bear to blaspheme each other.
A whole street of people, including Buddhas and demons, just stood there in a daze, devoutly watching this stunning monk in white clothes walking through the street step by step.
It wasn't until the figure disappeared at the end of the street that everyone suddenly came back to their senses and continued their unfinished business with a sense of loss.
Some people with advanced cultivation looked at the end of the street with a look of horror in their eyes, and then looked down at their hands.
At some point, they clasped their hands together without even realizing it!
These cultivated humans and demons looked at each other in shock, and then left the street in a hurry.
Those who had no cultivation did not notice anything, and felt lost while still discussing the monk's grace with gusto.
Only those few Buddhist disciples seemed to know something. They stood there one by one, facing the retreating figure, with their hands clasped together and their eyes closed piously as they chanted sutras.
If someone is close, they may be able to hear the words of these monks.
"Congratulations on sending the Buddha off to the west!"
That person is none other than the contemporary Buddhist disciple of the Bodhi Sect, Xingyun!
Fozi Nebula walked westward along the street step by step. People, including Buddhas and demons, were constantly passing by him, but he never took his eyes away and only focused on the road under his feet.
His snow-white monk shoes stepped on the ground, but they were never stained by any dust.
Just like this step by step, he finally descended the mountain from the Bodhi Sect, passed through the human city, and passed by this city of balance standing between Buddhas and demons.
When he reached the other end of the City of Balance, there was the entrance to the demon clan.
Since it is the entrance to the Demon Clan, there will naturally be Demon Clan monks guarding it.
Buddha Nebula was dressed in a snow-colored cassock. When he walked step by step, he immediately aroused the vigilance of the demon monks guarding the entrance.
Especially when they saw the face of Fozi Xingyun, the daze in that moment made these demons even more vigilant.
Countless gun blades flashed with cold light, aiming at the Fozi Nebula.
The leading demon monk was wearing pitch black armor and shouted in a deep voice, "Who is coming!"
Fozi Nebula finally stopped and looked at the leader of the demons. He seemed to be thinking about something and slowly said, "Is this the realm of the demons?"
His voice is also very nice, neither fast nor slow, low and soft, which makes people feel relaxed unconsciously.
But the leader of the demon race also had the golden elixir realm. Hearing this, he frowned and felt a little irritated by the demonic energy in his heart.
"Exactly! Stepping into this place is the territory of my demon clan! If not..."
Before he finished speaking, the expression on the face of the black-armored demon monk suddenly froze, and two golden rays of light suddenly appeared in his eyes under the black armor.
The next moment, a shrill roar echoed through the city of Tianping.
The black-armored demon monk seemed to be melted by the scorching heat. In just a few breaths, he turned into charcoal and fell to the ground.
Losing its support, the black helmet rolled down, revealing a charred corpse under the black armor.
All the demons guarding this place retreated in shock, looking horrified at the white-robed monk not far away who slowly raised his head.
The eyes of the monk in white clothes were as bright as the rising sun.
All the demons who saw these eyes felt the demonic energy in their bodies surge wildly, and their eyes also emitted waves of stinging pain!
At this moment, no demon dared to raise his head and look directly at this white-clothed monk!
They all lowered their heads in a hurry!
"Amitabha! My Buddha is compassionate!"
"Fozi Nebula, heading west to conquer the devil!"
The monk in white clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. His voice was loud and instantly resounded throughout the sky above the entire Tianping City.
(End of chapter)
