The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 477 The dead end of the Buddhist scriptures?

Fuck, what the hell is this!How did the Buddhist scriptures die!
Jiang Shi was really dumbfounded, completely unaware of what happened.

This buddhist tightness is poisonous, others live and kill others!

What the hell is this Western Buddhist sect, killing their Buddhist scriptures for fun?
Wait, this Western Buddhist sect is not going to try to blackmail themselves, is it?
At that moment, Jiang Shi's face darkened, and he rolled up his sleeves. If the Western Buddhist sect had any bad thoughts and requests, he would let them know why the flowers are so popular.

Jiang Shi couldn't help thinking too far, he never imagined that Western Buddhism, to be precise, is afraid of leaving grandchildren, and would use the Buddha's name 'Amitabha' as a curse!

If the tight band is worn on Sun Houzi's head, that's fine. With Sun Houzi's cultivation level, at most, it will give him constant headaches, making life worse than death.

But now it's on Tang Sanzang's mortal body, once the magic spell breaks out, how can Tang Sanzang's little head be able to bear it?
Learner, he died unjustly
Fearing Liusun's pale and dull face, he finally realized why in Leiyin Temple, that Duobao Tathagata wanted to tear himself alive.

This pilgrim may be played to death by himself, and he may be played to death by himself.
This is already an endless loop now, telling Jin Chan'er not to say this Buddha's name, it is estimated that Jin Chan'er would kneel as soon as he spoke.

Don't tell Jin Chan'er, as a Buddhist disciple, it's not too much for him to shout the Buddha's name, right?Burp immediately.

Even if Jin Chan'er's memory is erased, Buddhist disciples can't avoid the Buddha's name, unless everyone in the world doesn't say this Buddha's name.
The only way is to either remove the tight band, or modify the tight band spell, but judging by the expression of Duobao Tathagata, it seems that it is very difficult.

Fearing Liusun swallowed his saliva, his heart was extremely depressed, what should he do now, wait online, urgent.
What's more, the Buddhist scriptures went to the west!I don't have any savings to exchange for another Nine-Turn Golden Pill. Thinking of this, I was afraid that my grandson's legs would soften, and I almost shed tears of poverty.

Before Fear Liusun could come up with a reason, Sun Houzi's eyes turned red and he roared suddenly: "Fear Liusun, you are courting death!"

From Sun Wukong's point of view, he managed to invite his teacher Jiang Shi to save Tang Sanzang, but he was killed by the fearful grandson again. How can he bear it?And with his own teacher by his side, the monkey was full of old and new grudges. Holding the golden cudgel, he threw the stick at the fearful grandson.

boom!
Fearing to keep his grandson, he didn't expect that Monkey King would suddenly get into trouble. With his Daluo Jinxian Daoguo, the Buddha's light protecting his body would naturally protect him from being hurt by his grandson, but he would be embarrassed if he was beaten by a junior or a monkey.

Immediately, Fear Liusun's face was full of anger, and he shouted: "Pohou, what do you want!"

Monkey Sun didn't pay any attention to him, he gritted his teeth, and hit him with a stick again, like a madman, fearing that the Buddha's light on Sun's body would tremble in a moment, and he was at a disadvantage.

"Pool monkey, court death!"

Fear Liusun, as the leader of Western Buddhism, Daluo Jinxian, was chased and beaten by the guardian monkey on the way to learn the scriptures. If he couldn't bear it, he wanted to slap the monkey to death, but before he did it, a big monkey next to him The foot kicked over violently, almost breaking Fear Liusun's old waist, stumbling and smashing countless hills, and he couldn't even climb up.

"Afraid of keeping grandchildren, do you want to be ashamed and bully the small with the big? You can't find death!"

After fearing Liusun climbed up from the rocks with difficulty, when he heard Jiang Shi's angry curse, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", trembling all over his body, and he didn't know if he was seriously injured or angry. .

Jiang Shi, you still have to be shameless, whoever bullies who, are you blind!
Jiang Shi: A little bit, I can't see it.

Sun Houzi saw that there was a backer by his side, so he fought even more vigorously, only attacking but not defending. For a while, the Taiyi realm chased the Daluo realm to fight, which is also a wonder in the prehistoric world.

Fearing Liusun's old face became more and more red, retreating again and again, suddenly two Buddha lights came from the sky shield, and he was overjoyed at the moment, knowing that the helper was coming, he waved Sun Monkey away, and went up to meet him.

boom!
Fearing that the left grandson will usher in, it is a golden boundless Buddha palm, the palm of the Tathagata!

Poor Fear Liusun was patted on the ground again in a mess, the kind that couldn't even be undone.

"Fear of keeping grandchildren, you did a good job!"

Duobao Rulai let out a roar, but he didn't make up for it a few more times. After all, there are outsiders around, so it's not easy to fight in the same room.

But if this scripture learner dies a few more times, it doesn't matter if this scripture is not taken away, the luck of Western Buddhism is estimated to fall again and again.

When Sun Houzi saw Duobao Tathagata, his expression froze, and he retreated to Jiang Shi's side, very well-behaved.

Jiang Shi rubbed his chin, and asked curiously: "Duobao, what kind of medicine do you sell in the gourds of Western Buddhism? Could it be that this golden cicada has a grudge against you or something? Do you want him to die?"

Duobao Tathagata twitched his face suddenly, unable to answer these words.

At the same time, the fearful grandson on the side also pulled himself out from the ground, his face turned red and then pale, but knowing that he had caused a catastrophe, he could only sip and say, "Tathagata, I. Only by removing the tight band can this Buddhist scripturer be saved!"

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, the anger in Duobao Rulai's heart ignited again, and he shouted in a cold voice: "You are very capable, go and take off this tight ring!"

Jiang Shi was amazed, and couldn't help but asked again: "Duobao, what's the situation with this tight band, no one is reciting the tight band mantra, why is this sutra learner cursed to death?"

It's useless to hide it, Duobao Rulai said coldly: "Someone thought he was smart and replaced the mantra with 'Amitabha Buddha', and the result is the current situation."

hiss!
Jiang Shi took a deep breath, couldn't help giving a thumbs up, his eyes were full of admiration: tall, really tall, you Western Buddhists really know how to play.

When Sun Houzi heard this, he glared at him angrily, he was really vicious, if this tightness fell on him, he would be the one who suffered.

No wonder this cheap master died so quickly. Tang Sanzang had to recite the 'Amitabha Buddha' countless times a day, and there was no way to avoid it. So what should we do now?
For a while, several great experts on the field were silent, but the three leaders of Western Buddhism were very hard-pressed, and Jiang Shi silently watched the jokes of Western Buddhism.

But there was only one person, or a monkey, probably the only one in the audience who really cared about Tang Sanzang's life and death, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Teacher, can I really die, my master?"

Western Buddhists only pay attention to the great cause of learning the scriptures, and the life and death of Jin Chanzi is actually not important in the eyes of Buddhism.

If it wasn't for Jin Chanzi but the Buddhist scripturer set up by the Taoist, Duobao Tathagata would have changed people a long time ago, so who would care about Jin Chanzi.

As a result, both of them are from Western Buddhism, but they don't really care about Tang Sanzang's life and death. Instead, they are half-way mentors and apprentices, Sun Wukong, who really care about their own cheap masters, which is very ridiculous.

Jiang Shi didn't want to care about this shit at first, but when he saw his little monkey's pitiful expression, his heart softened, he touched the monkey's head, and said with a smile: "It's not impossible, for me, It's just a small thing."

Ok?
The three leaders of Western Buddhism raised their heads slightly and aimed at Jiang Shi, wanting to see if the leader of this sect was bragging.

(End of this chapter)