The only way

Chapter 751 Buddha's son nebula, go west to subdue demons!
The Buddha's son traveled westward, subduing thousands of demons.

In the past, there was a Buddha who traveled westward. Starting from the city of Tianping, he went all the way westward, meeting demons and killing demons, meeting people and crossing people.

Although he is a disciple of the Buddha, his cassock is stained with blood, and his eyes are still full of compassion.

"In the past, when Buddhist disciples obtained the fruit status, it was just to educate the world and save the world. But since the Buddha and demons ruled Xilu, my Buddhist ancestors made great wishes. Xilu is not peaceful and vows not to become a Buddha."

"From then on, all my Buddhist disciples, if they want to attain fruit status and understand my original mind, they need to travel westward to subdue demons and save all living beings."

"It's just an ordinary Buddhist disciple who can act in a low-key manner and only needs to go west, but as a Buddhist disciple, it's completely different."

"Buddhas travel westward, starting from the city of balance, and traveling westward to Fumodu."

Inside the Bodhi Sect, Shi Kong overlooks a simple courtyard in the distance, and the person living there is the contemporary Buddhist student of the Bodhi Sect, Xing Yun.

Shi Kong's gaze is complicated, and his practice has reached perfection. If nothing unexpected happens, he will also need to travel westward to subdue demons and attain fruit status in the near future.

But what he needs to do is different from the Buddha's son. When the Buddha's son goes west, he needs to be undisguised, from the city of balance all the way to Fumodu!
Although there is also an agreement between the Buddha and the devil that those with great realms will not come out, if the Buddha dies, the Buddhism will not be held accountable.

The last time a Buddha went west was more than a hundred years ago.

Both Lin Chuyi and Mo Jiujiu were a little surprised. Hearing what Shi Kong said, this Buddha's journey to the west is no different from going to the demon clan kicking hall.

This action, this boldness, this consciousness is really great.

On the other side, inside the main hall.

Xiao Guan and Huo Chanzi also learned from the old monk Futu what it means for a Buddha to go west.

The two of them were great monks who had cultivated themselves for many years, and they were also a little stunned by the shock.

According to the old monk Futu, Buddha's Nebula is only in the state of Golden Core Dzogchen, even monks above the Demon Nascent Soul can't come out.

But there is no shortage of monks in the Golden Core Realm in the Demon Race. If you fight all the way, you can kill the opponent with crowd tactics, right?

The old monk Futu seemed to have noticed the surprise and worry of the two, put his hands together and said with a smile, "You two benefactors, don't worry, I am merciful."

From the looks of it, he didn't seem worried.

Huo Chanzi thought for a while, and asked, "I don't know when will the Buddhist disciples of your teaching go west?"

If they knew the time of the Buddha's westward journey, maybe they could cooperate.

But the old monk Futu laughed and said, "That child Xingyun should have arrived in the city of balance."

In other words, they might have started fighting while they were talking?

Xiao Guan and Huo Chanzi looked at each other, both a little helpless.

It can't be seen that people from this Buddhist sect are also a bit resolute.

He said he was going to fight, but the next moment he started fighting.

Everyone looked sideways, looking to the far west through the half-open window.

There is where the demons are.

……

City of Balance.

This city, where people, Buddhas, and demons gathered together, is not grandly built, but there are a lot of restaurants, restaurants, streets, lanes and alleys.

It was the evening of the day, and on the largest street in Tianping City, there were people and demons coming and going, and occasionally Buddhist disciples were walking.

Everything looks so strange, yet harmonious.

At this moment, whether people on the street, demons, or Buddhas, all eyes unconsciously looked at a figure at the end of the street.

The figure was wearing a white and gold two-color cassock. On the snow-white cassock, lines were outlined with gold threads, separating the cassock into squares.

On the feet are a pair of plain white monk's shoes, without any patterns, but they are clean and not stained with dust.

But it is not the cassock or the monk's shoes that can't take their eyes off, but the monk wearing the cassock.

The monk in white clothes Shengxue, only about [-] years old, has a face that catches people's hearts.

The slender and thick eyelashes hang down naturally, the skin is crystal clear like glass, the lips are as red as vermilion, and the teeth are as white as the bright moon.

Even if he lowered his head slightly and didn't look at anyone, he still unconsciously attracted everyone's attention without saying a word.

This is a monk with a stunning face!

But the strangest thing was that all the people who looked at him because of their looks, finally unconsciously showed a faint peace and tranquility in their hearts, without any blasphemous thoughts.

Even the most treacherous and lecherous demons can't bear to blaspheme each other.

A whole street of people, buddhas and demons, just stared blankly at this stunning monk in white clothes and snow, walking through the street step by step with devout eyes.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared at the end of the street that everyone suddenly came to their senses and continued with their unfinished business in a sense of loss.

And some of the advanced ones had a look of horror in their eyes, looked complicatedly at the end of the street, and then looked down at their hands.

At some point, they folded their hands together unknowingly!
These cultivated human races and demon races looked at each other in shock, and then hurriedly left the street.

Those without cultivation base didn't notice anything, and while feeling lost, they also talked about the monk's demeanor with relish.

Only those few Buddhist disciples seemed to know something. They stood in place one by one, facing the distant figure, clasped their hands together, and chanted sutras devoutly with their eyes closed.

If someone is close, they may be able to hear the words spoken by these monks.

"Respectfully sending the Buddha to the west!"

That person is none other than the contemporary Bodhi disciple, Xing Yun!
Fozi Xingyun walked westward along the street step by step, and there were people, Buddhas and demons passing by constantly, but he never moved 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 with any dust.

Step by step like this, he finally descended from the Bodhi Sect, walked through the human city, and passed by this city of balance standing between Buddha and demons.

When he came to the other end of the city of balance, there was the entrance of the demons.

Since it is the entrance to the demons, there will naturally be monks from the demons guarding it.

Fozi Xingyun was dressed in a snow-colored cassock, and 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 momentary trance made these demons more vigilant.

Countless spear points aimed at the Buddha Nebula with a cold light shining.

The leader of the demon cultivator, dressed in pitch-black armor, shouted in a deep voice, "Who is here!"

Fozi Xingyun finally stopped, looked at the leader of the Demon Race, seemed to be thinking about something, and said slowly, "Is this the territory of the Demon Race?"

His voice is also very nice, not fast or slow, low and soft, which makes people relax unconsciously after listening to it.

But the leader of the demon clan also has the golden core realm, and he frowned upon hearing this, only feeling that the demon energy in his heart was a little irritated.

"Exactly! If you step into this place, it will be the territory of my demon clan! If not..."

Before he could finish speaking, the expression on the face of this black-armored demon monk suddenly froze, and two golden rays of light suddenly appeared in his eyes under the black armor.

In the next moment, a shrill roar resounded through the city of balance.

This Black-armored Demon Clan cultivator, as if he had been roasted by the scorching heat, turned into coke in just a few breaths and fell to the ground with a bang.

Losing its support, the black helmet tumbled down, revealing a charred body under the black armor.

All the demons guarding this place backed away in horror, looking in horror at the monk in white who slowly raised his head not far away.

The eyes of the monk in white were as bright as the rising sun.

All the demons who saw these eyes could only feel the demonic energy in their bodies surging wildly, and their eyes also emitted bursts of stinging pain!

At this moment, none of the demons dared to look up at this monk in white!
They all lowered their heads in a hurry!
"Amitabha! My Buddha is merciful!"

"Buddha Nebula, travel west to subdue demons!"

The monk in white clasped his palms together and uttered the Buddha's name. The sound was loud and resounded across the entire city of balance in an instant.

(End of this chapter)