I can't be a demon

One of Sha Wujing's heads was shattered, and his Taoism began to fall from fifty thousand years, but the golden-winged roc eagle still could not control the performance of the taboo.

"I'm afraid the end of Ghost Dad will be so terrifying, right?"

Shen Lian didn't know what was happening, so he just stood by and waited patiently.

One of Sha Wujing's heads was completely wiped out. When Taoism reached 40,000 years, countless gravels swarmed towards the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle.

"No, no, no, you can't..."

The gravel turned into a golden hoop, forcibly binding the golden-winged roc eagle's head.

The wind and sand disappear.

Shen Lian raised his eyes and saw Sha Wujing and the golden-winged roc eagle sitting on the left and right in the temple.

The two seemed to be talking about Buddhist scriptures, talking and laughing with each other.

The golden-winged roc eagle still has its original appearance, but it is wearing a red and yellow tiger skin robe, a red velvet hat on its head, and a gold hoop between its eyebrows.

Shen Lian opened his mouth wide, feeling weird and absurd in his heart.

If the golden-winged roc eagle is dressed as the monkey brother, if the latter sees it, will he be so embarrassed and angry that he will kill the impostor with a stick?

"Master, my disciple has realized his mistake and can leave for Lingshan at any time."

The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle doesn't show any trace of the ferocity of the demon, nor does it seem to be trying to compromise. Most likely it was Sha Wujing's taboo act.

As a result, Sha Wujing lost ten thousand years of Taoism, and Shen Lian found it difficult to distinguish between gains and losses.

"No rush."

Sha Wujing waved to Shen Lian to enter the temple.

"Disciple, don't forget the two junior brothers, the green-haired lion monster and the yellow-tusked old elephant. The journey to the west is full of dangers, and only the four of them work together."

"That's what the master taught me."

The golden-winged roc eagle made a gesture of invitation to Shen Lian.

"The third junior brother, the green-haired lion monster, is waiting in the village in front. The second junior brother, the yellow-toothed old elephant, seems to be stubborn all the time."

Sha Wujing closed his eyes and meditated, "It's okay, the fate of master and disciple has arrived."

"He is Shen Lian, Golden-winged Dapeng. Just call him Master."

"I've met my uncle."

Goosebumps appeared all over Shen Lian's body. He kept going back and forth. Aren't he as senior as the Buddha? Damn it, if the old man knew about it, he wouldn't kill anyone and silence him, right?

"Don't……"

Ba Ge shook his head and said: "Whatever you want, just call me Ba Ye!"

"I've met Mr. Ba."

"Quack, quack, quack."

Shen Lian's throat was choked with a mouthful of blood, and he felt that the golden-winged roc eagle with a Buddha-like face was extremely awkward, and he was dressed like Brother Monkey.

Can such a group of four people who learn from scriptures really enter the hinterland of Lingshan?

Well, it has nothing to do with Shen Lian anyway. Even if he goes to Xitianling Mountain to explore the truth in the future, he will do it after he becomes a land god.

"It's almost time to travel."

Sha Wujing stood up and walked out of the temple surrounded by golden-winged roc eagles.

"Eldest disciple, can you teach me some magical skills on the way?"

But the golden-winged roc eagle refused: "Master, my disciple's magical powers are of a demonic nature, and it is easy for him to end up drinking blood."

"Why don't I give my uncle three feathers, which will have endless uses."

Chapter 248 Raising Sutras is Raising Silkworms

Shen Lian always felt that the words of the Golden-winged Dapeng Diao were inexplicably familiar.

"Thank you very much, Master...nephew."

The golden-winged roc eagle nodded with a smile, and then picked three feathers from the top of its head.

The feathers are ordinary on the surface, but they exude a faint Buddhist light, and there is no trace of evil spirit in them. You can tell that they are precious at a glance.

It's not necessarily inferior to Brother Monkey's three hairs.

"Uncle Master, you don't know something. The three feathers all contain a trace of the true meaning of the phoenix. Even if they are simply activated, they can be used as a talisman that shrinks the ground thousands of miles away."

The golden-winged Dapeng eagle talks eloquently.

Shen Lian noticed that after the golden-winged roc eagle escaped from the taboo, its jagged feathers had begun to grow again.

But the new feathers are far inferior to the three given to me.

Shen Lian did not take it lightly and repeatedly confirmed that there was no problem before reaching out to take it.

The golden-winged roc eagle in the original work seems to be the third of the three demons in Shituoling, but his skills and character are far superior to the other two demon kings.

The one who wanted to eat Tang Monk was the golden-winged roc eagle, but because he was afraid of Sun Wukong, he simply found an old elephant with yellow tusks and a green-haired lion monster to worship him.

He is willing to be the third brother, and it feels more like he is willing to use the two demons as spearmen.

Subsequently, Tathagata Buddha's attitude towards the Golden-winged Dapeng was also very subtle. The Golden-winged Dapeng repeatedly said that being a vegetarian in Lingshan was too harsh and miserable, and that it would be better to stay in the mortal world, eat meat and drink blood to be happy.

Tathagata Buddha replied that he had many followers in the four major continents, and the offerings he received could be given to the Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle first.

The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle reluctantly agreed and eventually became a protector in the Western Spirit Mountain.

It has always been difficult for Shen Lian to understand the actions of the immortals and Buddhas in Journey to the West.

What can I say, not only are a large number of ancient demons related to immortals and Buddhas, but they even used Tang Monk to learn scriptures and conquered many demons.

Shen Lian frowned slightly and looked at the sky above his head from the corner of his eye.

"Have the immortals and Buddhas foreseen something?"

"The growth rate of the unparalleled demons in later generations is indeed terrifying. It is far beyond what can be explained by the saying "Everyone is a Tang Monk. After all, the Tang Dynasty still maintains order, and the demons are not captive in the mortal world."

"Senior Brother Sha should always abide by the rules and regulations. It has been impossible to eat people in large numbers for thousands of years, but now the Taoism has been practiced for 90,000 years."

"Will..."

"What did the immortals and Buddhas foresee? Is conquering the demons to deal with some kind of catastrophe?"

Shen Lian came to his senses, and the prompts on the career panel interrupted his thoughts.

[The \u003cGold-Winged Demon Peng\u003e career has been triggered, and you can take up the job by spending 20 points]

Shen Lian scanned the degree of compatibility of [Golden Winged Dapeng], and found that it was 71.55% with the Wanshou Corpse Root, and 85.98% with the Rebirth Tanchan.

The Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle does have a connection with Buddhism, but it is not enough for the Rebirth Tanchan to be promoted.

Shen Lian secretly displayed his wisdom eye.

[Golden Winged Dapeng Feather]

[Born by the Golden Winged Dapeng, it has the wonderful function of traveling thousands of miles a day and protecting souls, and is a superior spiritual material for refining magic weapons. ]

"Big disciple, bring two more feathers to breed the true scriptures."

"Okay."

The Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle did not hesitate at all, and his head was almost bald, but the feathers he took out looked slightly inferior to the three of Shen Lian.

Sha Wujing pinched his fingers and said, "Junior brother, you clamp the feathers between the true scriptures."

Shen Lian took it and did as he was told. As soon as the feather approached the true scriptures, he saw that the handwriting on the surface became impatient and squirmed like a larva.

The paper closed, and the sound of insects gnawing came from inside.

The breath of the true scripture became stronger and stronger.

The handwriting was extremely active, and it seemed that they were multiplying with each other. The number was dense, and I wondered how many sentences of middle and lower level Buddhist teachings would be born.

Shen Lian's scalp tingled, the true scripture was almost exactly the same as insects.

Isn't it the same for raising silkworms?

Facts have proved that the true scripture that can help ordinary people ascend to land immortals is not unique, and can even be mass-produced in a short period of time.

The number of land immortals who went to the West to obtain the scriptures is probably more than imagined.

Sha Wujing saw what Shen Lian was thinking and explained, "The true scripture written by Monk Faming is most likely the Middle Vehicle Buddhism, so he needs the feathers of the Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle as food."

"For the Hinayana Buddhism, anything can be offered as sacrifices in the Buddhist temple."

"Will it...starve to death?"

"That won't happen, but it must be sealed with special paper, otherwise once it gets out of control, the harm caused by the true scripture will be no less than that of demons."

Shen Lian was speechless, with a deep surprise in his eyes.

The true scripture taken from Lingshan in the West Heaven uses immortals and Buddhas as food.

Isn't it ridiculous?

Sha Wujing packed up a few cassocks, and a nine-ring tin staff made of yellow sand appeared in his hand.