People on a Journey to the West: Take the brothers to ask the Buddha to abdicate

"Arriving so soon?"

Tang Sanzang did not expect that the speed of the Humvee was far beyond his imagination, and he encountered the Yellow Wind Monster just after leaving Gaolaozhuang!

The Yellow Wind Monster was originally a yellow-haired marten who became a fairy at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. Because he stole the clear oil in the glass cup, he was afraid of being caught by King Kong, so he ran to Huangfengling to occupy the mountain and become king.

The yellow wind blown by this monster is the divine wind of samadhi, even the powerful Monkey King in the original book can hardly resist it.

In the end, it was only when he encountered the flying dragon scepter of Lingji Bodhisattva that he saved the day.

Tang Sanzang was well aware of the sanctity of Buddhist disciples, so he made a decision at the moment.

"Tnnd, anyone who dares to touch me. Go up the mountain!"

On Huangfeng Ridge, Sun Xingzhe staggered with tears streaming from his eyes.

That wind can blow the darkness of the sky and the earth, is good at blowing away ghosts and spirits, cracks rocks and collapses cliffs, and blows people's lives away. Only gods and immortals can get away with nothing.

Sun Xingzhe did not know how far he had traveled along the way, and the pain in his eyes was relieved.

The first thing after recovering is to check his location, wanting to get Tang Sanzang's body in the first place.

only……

"Great Sage, why did you come to my little Mount Sumeru in such a hurry?"

The visitor had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, holding a flying dragon staff in his hand, full of Buddha spirit.

"Lingji Bodhisattva?"

Sun Xingzhe paused for a moment, but still told Lingji about Huang Fengling.

"Oh? It turned out to be the yellow-haired mink that stole the lamp oil." Lingji chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid, great sage, wait for me to capture it and bring it back to Lingshan for atonement."

Sun Xingzhe nodded, and the two flew towards Huang Fengling together.

"Bodhisattva, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Hehe, don't worry, Great Sage. Little monsters, you can catch them at your fingertips!"

Sun Xingzhe was anxious in his heart, for fear that his master would follow the way of that weird and evil wind.

"I'll take a step first!" Sun Xingzhe frowned, wanting to inform Tang Sanzang of Huangfeng Monster's abilities in advance.

"The Great Sage is still so impatient. Although I am not as fast as the Great Sage, I am not slow."

"It's better for you and me to go together..."

Sun Xingzhe frowned, and couldn't help but think of what the master said earlier.

People in the Buddhist sect are indeed a group of pious people!

But now there is a need for this Bodhisattva, Sun Xingzhe flew to Huangfengling patiently.

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"Little Bailong, change back to your original body and take down this mouse for me!"

Huang Fenggui sneered: "I once stole lamp oil at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, and any dragon wants to capture me?"

"Heh, my dragon is no ordinary dragon!"

"Oh? The most powerful batch of true dragons will go back to serve as a mount for a fat monk?"

"Hey, I'm a dead mouse, you are so fucking brave!" The little white dragon recovered the white dragon's real body of Baizhang from the Humvee.

Hearing the yellow-haired marten's remarks, I just feel my scalp go numb.

"An ignorant person is fearless, how can you, a little bastard, understand the strength of my master?" Zhu Bajie was carrying a nine-toothed rake, looking like he was watching a good show.

Since Master asked Xiao Bailong to take action, there must be a reason for him.

The little white dragon was also unambiguous, and immediately turned into the real body of the white dragon hundreds of feet high.

The powerful coercion deters the mountains and forests!

"Hmph, junior of the Dragon Clan, I, the yellow-haired marten, would like to learn a lesson!"

"Junior?" Xiao Bailong almost laughed out loud.The power of Zulong Longyuan suddenly exploded.

Panicked and overwhelmed by the dragon's power, all living beings have nothing to do with kneeling!

As one of the three major races in the prehistoric world, the Zulong Longyuan retained all the power it had before the catastrophe began.

Although it is in a sealed state, it is more than enough to deal with a little mouse.

Tang Sanzang leaned under a tree on one side, and said to Zhu Bajie while licking the skewers: "How about this new ancestor dragon?"

Zhu Bajie couldn't be more shocked.

Who would have thought that the means of transportation he had been riding all this time turned out to be the ancestor of the Dragon Clan!

wrong!

Not ancestors!

When Zhu Bajie heard Tang Sanzang's words, his heart was overwhelmed.

New Zulong!

"Gulu." Swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, the master's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

This ancestral dragon was created by Tang Sanzang!

The ancestor dragons, and even the true dragon survivors are different from the current dragon clan.

Now the dragon clan is trapped in the four seas, in charge of thunder, lightning and wind and rain, and even if they make a slight mistake, they will be beheaded...

But the True Dragon Remnant Race is different, it is a remnant race passed down after the great catastrophe.

The current dragon clan is all collateral, and they are not even worthy of carrying shoes for the real dragon survivors.

Zulong, that is a well-known existence in the prehistoric world.

Command all the dragons in the world!

But Master's tone was so flat that Zhu Bajie even thought that Zulong was just a common thing.

"Fuck it, Master Cowhide!"

The eldest brother is one of the four monkeys in the chaos, and his mount is the new ancestor dragon!So it seems that among the current scripture-learning team, my majestic canopy marshal of the [-] Tianhe Navy is the one with the weakest background?

In the prehistoric world, one cares about talent and footwork. Although Journey to the West is worse, talent and footwork are also indispensable.

Zhu Bajie clenched his fists and murmured to himself: Master Sanzang said that I am a general who will succeed in ten thousand bones, and gave me the name of Zhu Bajie.I will definitely not let down Master's painstaking efforts!

Above the sky, the figure of the white dragon covered the sky and the sun.

The yellow-haired mink's liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and he felt as if he was about to be crushed by the supreme coercion.

Before he made a shot, his momentum was three points weaker.

The yellow-haired marten took out the plate full of yellow sand tremblingly, still retaining a bit of arrogance.

"Even if it's the Zulong, my samadhi god wind can blow the monsters from heaven and earth, and I'm good at blowing away the worries of ghosts and gods."

Samadhi is a Sanskrit word, meaning right feelings.The Buddha said that there are five kinds of feelings, giving up pain, joy, sorrow and joy, feeling pain and joy in the body, and worrying and joying in the heart. Neither pain, joy, worry, joy nor joy is called giving up feelings. Being apart from the five feelings is called righteous feeling, correct use.

The wind is a sign, and it is a metaphor for the heartbeat, the thought of the heart, the separation and attachment, and the wrong and right feelings. "

The samadhi kamikaze, raise your heart and mind.

If the magic power is enough, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky will not be immune.

The yellow-haired marten sneered, and saw the sky full of yellow sand filling the air in the blink of an eye.

Even Xiao Bailong, who is an ancestor dragon, felt a little sour in his eyes.

"Xiaobi, do you dare to use this broken spell to use your axe?" Tang Sanzang took out the Wind-fixing Orb from the boundless space.

The Samadhi Kamikaze immediately lost its power.

"This...how is this possible!" The yellow-haired marten's face changed drastically.

The stunt that he was famous for was easily cracked by a bead!

The yellow-haired marten's scalp was numb, and he looked at the fat monk as if he saw a terrifying existence.

"Remember, the one who killed you is the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada in Lingshan of the Western Heaven."

Following Tang Sanzang's words, Xiaobailonglongclaw suddenly grabbed the yellow-haired marten.

With a little force, this yellow-haired marten was caught and exploded!

Under the blood mist, Sun Xingzhe managed to rush to Huangfengling.

A slow voice came slowly, "Don't be afraid, holy monk, this yellow-haired marten is nothing to be afraid of."

"Let's see Lingji come to capture it!"

……

Zhu Bajie said faintly: You really have never seen a black society, pretend to force me to let you fly!

Chapter 24 Lingji, I believe you are a sensible child

Lingji was stunned, completely stunned.

Even if that mouse is not powerful, even Monkey King has fallen for it.

This is also a dilemma specially set up by the Buddhist Kingdom. As a high-ranking member of the Buddhist Kingdom, Lingji Bodhisattva naturally understands that learning scriptures is just a big show that has been planned long ago.

But can anyone tell me what's going on now?

I came here at a leisurely pace, ready to rescue the scripture-learning team in times of crisis.

It turned out that he had just arrived, and the yellow-haired mink died?

Die so fast!

Even if he wanted to bring the yellow-haired mink back to Lingshan, he was pinched and exploded by the dragon's claws before he even opened his mouth.

Lingji Bodhisattva looked at the flying dragon staff in his hand, and then at the little white dragon that had turned into a hummer again.

He looked at the wind-fixing bead in his hand, and then at the bead thrown into the boundless space by Tang Sanzang, and fell into deep thought for a while.

"Master, are you alright?"

Sun Xingzhe strode forward, afraid that the evil wind would dazzle the master's eyes.

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter to have Dingfengzhu here."

It's really a wind bead!

Hearing Tang Sanzang tell the story of the bead himself, Lingji was not calm at all.

This this!

"Holy Monk, where did you get this kind of orb?" Lingji wanted to find out the origin of the wind-fixing bead in Tang Seng's hand.

Everything always feels weird.

"Oh~ You said that the broken beads were picked up by the roadside."

puff!

Lingji almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, broken beads?

Do you know that Wind-fixing Orb is the magic weapon for my Lingji to settle down!

And what the hell is that thing picked up by the side of the road? If the magic weapon is so easy to pick up, I will follow you to learn the scriptures. Let me pick up some treasures too!

Listening to Tang Sanzang's undistracted answer, Lingji still maintained the same compassionate expression as before.

"So that's the case, the holy monk is really lucky."

Looking at Bodhisattva Lingji, whose face was flushed red, Sun Xingzhe had a deeper understanding of the sanctity of disciples from the Buddhist kingdom.

"Tsk tsk."

"Since the evil here has been eliminated, please let the holy monk go on the road as soon as possible, and I will go first."

"No rush, no rush!"

[Ding detects that the host is in...]

"Wait a minute, do you still have the reins for the horse from last time?" Tang Sanzang said in his heart.

[The bandit's western expedition plan, Huangfengling, and the small Sumeru Mountain reward the host to give up automatically, and it has been changed to the Buddha Heart Seed*4. 】