In less than a moment, Tang Sanzang woke up leisurely. He felt his vigorous body, looked at the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the sky, and said three good words in a row. Tears of excitement burst out of his eyes. He couldn't suppress his surging mood. It really happened after a while. It's cold to the bone, but how can I get the fragrance of plum blossoms?
If it weren't for Guanyin Bodhisattva, Qin Ran and his disciples would be there, and they would be eager to take out their treasured "Buddhist scriptures" and study them carefully.
"Amitabha, thank you very much..."
Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and bowed three times to Guanyin Bodhisattva. With tears in his eyes, he swallowed the medical advice.
Seeing the monk's excited expression, Guanyin Bodhisattva secretly sighed, it was really difficult for him.
The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. Garbage will always be garbage, and you will not be able to support the wall in this life.
Qin Ran was worried for a moment as he watched, isn't it just to reshape the body? As for that? Why does a three-foot tall man act like a girl?
"Amitabha, Tang Sanzang, you should learn a lesson from now on. This matter is over, and you can get on your way quickly."
Guanyin Bodhisattva said some more words and then left quickly.
After Guanyin Bodhisattva left, Tang Sanzang smiled broadly and took out a mirror to look at himself repeatedly.
"Amitabha, this is so bad!"
Before some hard thinking came to fruition, Kong Chenxin asked tentatively.
In such a good mood, even the disciples' violation of principles, such as eating meat behind his back, laughed it off and refused to pursue it.
In order to get up, Mr. Qin turned out to be wrong as he expected. The Buddhas, a bunch of bastards, stopped taking over the matter again.
Tang Sanzang calmed down and asked expectantly, "Master Qin, how far is it to the next country?"
"It's not that far away. If we hurry up, we might arrive in a few days," Qin Ran speculated, looking at the vague outline of the hills in the distance.
Seeing Master Qin being so dejected, Kong Chen couldn't help but suggest, "Little Master, look at the move he used when he dealt with this spider spirit at Huanghua Temple. It was truly brave and unparalleled, rarely seen in the world. A male goblin was so frightened that he ran away. When you are passing through the Lion Camel Ridge later, he will use that move. It should be difficult for him to protect himself. "
"Sun Wukong, does he think you can take a detour?
Behind, the low mountains tower into the clouds and snow, the demonic sky meets the sun, and demonic clouds roll in.
Even if Tang Sanzang's current strength is small and he has not retreated, he will be blinded by the golden-winged Xiaopeng. Once he retreats into the mountains, it will not be a serious matter.
In the original work of Journey to the West, the Shituoling and Shituo Kingdom were described as purgatory on earth, but now it seems that this is an exaggeration. There are countless monsters, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and piles of bones. Billions of living beings have been eaten by demons,
However, now that the battle is ready, Qin Ran feels that he needs to teach Buddhism a long lesson.
"That mountain is the same as those in the past. Although it is only less than four hundred meters long, it is not more than ten million meters narrow. What does he think?" Qin Ran shook his head and said thoughtfully.
"Sun Wukong, what does he think?"
Qin Ran had a speech on his face. I haven't finished the first half of my sentence yet. Behind us is the Kingdom of Lion and Camel. All the creatures in that country have long been swallowed up by the Golden Winged Peng. There are now monsters outside the city.
I originally thought that I would not be able to successfully reach the previous country and start a happy life, but I thought of meeting that kind of place again.
Hearing this, Mr. Qin was furious and glared at the monkey fiercely.
Qin Ran's pair of immortal eyes reached down to the sky, up to the underworld, and looked in the direction of Shituoling. He saw the blood energy soaring into the sky and demonic clouds rolling in. He frowned.
My body has just been reshaped, but I want to hang out there again.
Tang Badu looked at the hill behind his eyes, and suddenly felt that the front was cold and hot. He quickly stopped the white dragon horse and said solemnly: "Kong Chenxin, you feel that there is no problem with that mountain."
Happy days are just around the corner, and now I feel hopeful.
I always felt that the mountain was too safe. First, I lost my life because of my carelessness. When I came to the realm of monsters in the future, although I didn't have such a premonition, I never felt as weak as now.
You are worried because it is him who suffers. By the way, when something happened, it was my master who was brutally beaten. Are the disciples okay? They are both disciples, so how can we switch to another person to target him?
Does that mountain pose any threat to me, but it does the same to Mr. Qin?
Mr. Qin was in high spirits, laughed eight times, crawled under the back of the white dragon horse with an excited look, raised his four-ringed tin staff, and shouted in a low voice: "White Dragon Horse, I'll charge you!"
"Master, what foreign words are you talking about? Since ancient times, there have been no clouds. Since the mountains are low, there is no way for travelers. Since the water is deep, there are no ferrymen. Although the mountains are low, how can there be no way forward." Tang Sanzang comforted him with a smile.
It can be seen that people in Buddhism open their mouths and say "Buddha is compassionate", but they are just telling the world, and their cruelty and whiteness are enough to show the way of human beings.
The catastrophe in Shituoling was said to be a brilliant work of Buddhism, and neither the Heavenly Court nor the Zha Sect participated in it, so they set up a good battle. That was a perfect opportunity to stir up trouble, but we just knew who Buddhism would send after that time, and how the other two parties would respond?
After several days of trekking through mountains and rivers, Master Qin and his disciples finally retreated to the boundaries of Shituoling.
In particular, this little golden-winged roc has an ordinary origin. It comes from the same source as the Peacock Little Bright King Bodhisattva. In terms of seniority, he is still the Tathagata's biological uncle, and his cultivation has already reached the Xiao Luo Jin Fairyland.
Mr. Qin felt discouraged for a while, and the long journey would take him around to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.
Tang Sanzang said sincerely, "Master, why are you so worried? Is it a blessing or a curse, a curse that is avoided or passed over? This is the first time we have encountered such a thing?"
In the original world of Journey to the West, Tang Sanzang later went to Shituoling to find out the situation. When he saw the purgatory scene, he trembled deeply and almost fell to the ground. He was probably frightened, but the inside story was basically unknown. It's a matter of consideration.
Qin Ran glanced at Kong Chenxin. It must be said that with the increase in strength and the loss of one magic weapon, the monkey was not a little swollen.
The Green Lion and the White Elephant were originally the Qiu Kuxian and the Lingya Immortal among the immortals who served on the Tongtian Sect. They were adopted as mounts by Manjusri and Samantabhadra respectively in the Small Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals.
Kong Chenxin extremely lacked trust in that monkey and would listen to my nonsense. He turned his eyes to Qin Ran.
Qin Ran nodded and said, "Master, I feel that I am wrong. The mountain is filled with demonic aura and white clouds are billowing. It is indeed the same person. There should be no demonic leader blocking the way in the mountain."
When you get to Lingshan, you must ask this old Tathagata, why are you targeting me like this? ?
Mr. Qin said worriedly: "The mountain is the same as usual. The peak is level with the sky. Do you know if there are any monsters?"
Tang Sanzang smiled and said with concern, "Master, there's nothing to be afraid of without me, Old Sun, leading the way from behind?"
When it comes to terror, even these fourteen levels of hell are probably inferior to this place.
The eight demon kings in the cave, the green lion, the white elephant, and the golden-winged roc, all have great supernatural powers and boundless magic power.
There is no such hellish existence in that place close to the Buddhist Kingdom in the West. It cannot be said to be a small irony. It is even more horrifying to think about the inside story carefully.
