The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 481 Longevity, the Buddhist scriptures sent the white dragon horse to the west!

Little Bailong, the white dragon horse, as the mount of the Buddhist scriptures in Journey to the West, seems inconspicuous, it seems to be the marginal auxiliary position of the fifth position, but in fact it is the third person in the Buddhist scriptures team!

Carrying the Buddhist scriptures on the back of the journey to the West can be said to be the easiest part of the journey to the West to share merit and luck.

You know, in the original book, apart from Jin Chanzi and Sun Wukong becoming Buddhas, Zhu Bajie is just an altar envoy, Drifting is a golden arhat, but Xiaobailong has attained the 'Eight Dragons and Guangli Bodhisattva', and he is instantly Sitting on the same level as the Bodhisattva of Guanyin, it's amazing.

What's more, Duobao Tathagata wants to gather great luck. In addition to the three religions of Xuanmen, Human Race, and Western religion, the Four Seas is also a force that should not be underestimated. The Dragon Clan of the Four Seas has developed prosperously in recent years. This little white dragon Just so that Western Buddhism can also gather some dragon luck.

And Xiaobailong, as Duobao Tathagata's "Yi Ma" secretly cut out, will complete the great cause of Journey to the West, but Duobao Tathagata can become the biggest winner behind Journey to the West, just like his plan in Fengshenliangjie!
But today's Journey to the West is a bit off track. At least the Four Seas Dragon Clan is not as submissive as in the original time and space, bowing their heads when they see anyone.

Now that the ancestor of the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas has returned from the prehistoric times, the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas has its own master of the Da Luo realm, and it can be regarded as being able to stand up straight in the prehistoric times.

And Zulong, would he look at the Western Buddhism in the dragon clan like this, and act recklessly?
East China Sea, Dragon Palace.

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, looked at the expressionless ancestor dragon Yingzheng, smiled wryly, and asked in a low voice: "Ancestor, do you really want to kill that little white dragon? That little white dragon is also considered dead." The blood of my royal family of the four seas!"

The majestic Zulong Yingzheng glanced coldly at Ao Guang, who was somewhat soft-hearted, and said in a deep voice: "Ao Guang, kindness does not command soldiers. You are the Dragon King, so you should have this awareness. What's more, the little white dragon Do you really have one heart with the Dragon Clan? If something goes wrong, you dare to set fire to the West Sea Dragon Palace. Oh, I'm afraid that in the future, you will be like Huanglong, who doesn't care about the Dragon Clan! "

Ao Guang understands this truth, but this little white dragon is also his nephew after all, and he did not communicate with Ao Run about this matter.

Although the ancestor dragon Yingzheng was reincarnated from the human race to the dragon race, he still has feelings for the dragon race, and he didn't want to make his descendants feel bad. It depends on his good fortune. But after this incident, the little white dragon is not a member of the dragon clan, and it is not so simple for Western Buddhism to take advantage of the dragon clan."

Zulong Yingzheng stroked the dragon's beard, but sneered in his heart. The drop of blood he sent out was not purely for doing good deeds.

As the king who once ruled the prehistoric world, he has laid down a large empire territory, intrigues, schemes and schemes, Zulong is not a problem.

He wanted that little white dragon to swallow Buddhist scripture learners alive, and see what Western Buddhism can do!
This can also be regarded as his Zulong's recertification of Daluo, his return to the prehistoric, and a great gift to Western Buddhism.

The snake coils up the mountain, and the eagle is saddened in the stream.

A group of Buddhist disciples, led by the ancient Buddha fearing Liusun, checked inside and out, and after confirming that everything was normal, they hid in the void and silently watched the whereabouts of the Buddhist scriptures.

Fearing that Sun Gufo had written the script, the little white dragon devoured the white horse of the pilgrim, and then in order to compensate the pilgrim, he turned into a white horse and sent the pilgrim to the west to learn scriptures.

For this reason, Western Buddhists have imprisoned the little white dragon for hundreds of years, without giving food to them, just waiting for the Buddhist monks to pass through Yingchou Stream.

On this day, Tang Sanzang rode a white horse and led a monkey to the west, and finally came to Yingchoujian.

Seeing that this place was so fierce and dangerous, Tang Sanzang couldn't help asking, "Wukong, where is this?"

Sun Wukong glanced slightly and grinned: "Master, at this time, it is called Snake Pan Mountain and Eagle Sorrow Stream. How about we rest here for a while?"

Since Tang Sanzang put on the tight band, the desire to immediately go west to obtain the scriptures has faded, and he stopped and stopped along the way, thinking over and over again the profound meaning of Buddhism that he had learned, trying to solve the confusion in his heart.

Since Tang Sanzang is not in a hurry, Sun Houzi is naturally even less in a hurry. For those who are successful in cultivating the Tao, how long can they learn from the scriptures for decades?It's just a white horse.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang got off his horse and was about to sit down and rest for a while, when suddenly, the water in the Yingshou Stream surged, and boundless steam rose, and a huge body like white jade opened its bloody mouth, facing Tang Sanzang. Bite with the white horse!

"Master be careful!"

When Sun Monkey saw it, he took out his golden cudgel and struck at the white dragon, but Sun Gufo, who was afraid in the void, sneered, stretched out his hand secretly, and fixed Monkey King in mid-air. The monkey disturbed the calamity of the Buddhist scriptures.

As for the pilgrims, they won't suffer any injuries, at most they will be frightened, and they will just lose a white horse, just for Xiao Bailong to make up for it.

But Fearless Sun Fo didn't expect that the little white dragon's eyes, the size of copper bells, were filled with bloodshot eyes and animal desires!

The little white dragon who had been under Yingshou Stream for hundreds of years, his eyes turned green from hunger, he couldn't bear it now, he jumped out without any arrangement at all.

But the little white dragon who was just going to devour the white horse suddenly found an incomparably dragon-attracting fragrance from the monk in front of him. It seemed that as long as he swallowed this monk, he, as the blood of the dragon clan, would be able to gain profound benefits. A layer of evolution!
At this time, Tang Sanzang's physical body has been strengthened by the pure blood of the ancestor dragon. For some dragons with relatively shallow knowledge, it is comparable to a ginseng fruit!
The temptation of the Zulong's essence and blood to the dragons of the four seas is difficult to control, not to mention that this little white dragon has been starved by Buddhism, and his only reason has been suppressed. Turning his big mouth around, he bit Tang Sanzang.

This is Zulong's plan, let the little white dragon swallow the Buddhist scriptures, and let the Western Buddhism ask for trouble.

Otherwise, when Jiang Shi came to the East China Sea to find the blood essence of the dragon clan, the ancestor dragon would not have to be so enthusiastic to contribute his own blood essence, just find a real dragon and forget it.

If it was placed before, this Zulong's plan might really be successful. The Western Buddhist sects were caught off guard, and the people who learned the scriptures might go to the west.

But at this time, the person who learns the Buddhist scriptures is not a mortal who had no power to restrain a chicken before, but Tang Sanzang, the mighty Tianlong!

Seeing a fierce dragon biting towards him with its bloody mouth wide open, Tang Sanzang felt a little panicked, he lifted the nine-ringed tin rod in his hand, and smashed it down viciously.

Dawei Tianlong, Daluo spells!No, Da Luo's Staff!
boom!
Landslides!

In order to prevent Buddhist scriptures from being hooped to death, Jiang Shiben intentionally strengthened Tang Sanzang's body. With the blessing of Zulong's blood essence, congenital flat peach, and nine-turn golden elixir, Tang Sanzang at this time may look like a human body A fierce beast, how could a young dragon with hundreds of years of practice be able to deal with it.

The huge dragon's head burst suddenly, bloody and bloody, and sank deep into the ground. The four dragon claws twitched, the tail trembled, and gradually there was no sound.

A Buddhist who traveled westward to learn Buddhist scriptures broke the precept of killing!
This is the little white dragon in the team of Buddhist scriptures, but Tang Sanzang's magic staff took the lead and sent him to the west!

The Tathagata of Many Treasures in Leiyin Temple, sitting on the golden pool of merits and virtues, was also directly stunned, without saying a word for a long time.
(End of this chapter)