I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 525 The Eighth Generation Buddhist Scripture Learner

"I don't know whether Jin Chanzi is the eighth or ninth reincarnation now."

Yang Gui and Hou Tu stood in mid-air, watching a devout monk walking towards the west.

As we all know, Tang Monk is the reincarnation of a good man in ten generations. A bite of his meat can make him immortal and live as long as the heavens. But where were the first nine lives? Monk Sha ate them all.

This is the real man who made a fortune in silence.

General Shuanlian has never eaten flat peaches, elixirs, or grass-returning elixirs, but he has been able to live forever just by eating Tang Monk's meat with one hand. What's more, later on, on the way to seek Buddhist scriptures, I still ate the grass-returning elixir.

There wasn't much work to do, but there was a lot of good stuff. It can be said that the rolling shutter general knew how to fish. There was no sense of presence along the way. The most common sentence he said was "Elder brother and master were captured by monsters."

Zhu Bajie had a few highlight moments, but Monk Sha was really useless. With him or without him, there is no difference at all. Pure and simple, he finally managed to reach the level of Deputy Bodhisattva, which can be said to be very enviable.

But one thing is that Monk Sha cannibalizes people. One day in the sky, one year on the earth, he does not know how long people have eaten, this is something Yang Gui cannot allow.

Are you kidding me? The big monsters in Beiju Luzhou asked me to establish a monster protection zone, and they are not allowed to come out to eat people. You are just a water monster occupying 800 miles of Liusha River and eating people as a buffet?
So when it came time to look for the scripture collector, Yang Gui, he didn't go anywhere else. He came directly to the Liusha River, killing two birds with one stone.

As we all know, Wangshan is a dead horse. The Liusha River is eight hundred miles wide and thousands of miles up and down. It is much larger than the mountains. However, it didn't take the monk only a day or two to reach the shore from where he could just see the Liusha River.

Thousands of feet of quicksand waves, it can be said that it is difficult for an immortal to reach here, and no lotus leaves can float, which is comparable to the legendary weak water. The monk threw down a few leaves tentatively, and they sank to the bottom of the river in an instant.

Just as the monk frowned and was about to leave first and think of a way out, the waves at the bottom of the river suddenly rolled up. There was a loud "crash", a huge wave of water emerged, and a man with a blue-black face and red hair flew out from the bottom of the river. The fanged demon comes, holding a Zen staff.

The monster looked at the monk on the shore and laughed loudly: "I'm hungry today, and it's just the right time for you to come. It's a monk again, so I'm proud to eat a monk. The skin is tender and the meat is delicious."

"Amitabha, the strange path here is so weird, it turns out that there are demons here." The young monk was not afraid, clasped his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, "I will kill the demons today, and restore peace to all living things in this place."

"The monk is not old, but his tone is not small." The water monster laughed loudly, "Come here, let me see how you can conquer me!"

After saying this, the water monster rolled up the river water and hit the monk with his Zen staff.

Yang Gui was ready to take action, but he didn't expect that this monk was completely different from the real Zhan Tan Merit Buddha in his life. The biggest difference was that he had practiced magic power and was very strong.

How strong is it? Let's put it this way, the water monster failed to defeat him with three moves.

When the monk saw the water monster hitting him with his staff, his cassock rolled up and rolled on the spot. Then he shook his wrist, and the golden light of the rosary in his hand shone brightly. He pushed out with his palm, and a golden Buddhist palm print was smacked towards the water monster.

The water monster chuckled, picked up his treasure staff and smashed it, shattering the golden handprint. At this time, the monk had already arrived behind the water monster, jumped up high, and recited sutras. The sutras were blessed by golden Buddha beads and turned into actual golden words. Each one was like a chain, binding the limbs and head of the water monster.

"The little monk has a lot of tricks, and the food will definitely be more delicious!" The water monster rolled his tongue and licked his lips, and with a strong effort, he broke all the scripture chains. The monk in the air turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he staggered. Two times, he fell from mid-air.

Perhaps in order to eat fresh food, the water monster did not use the treasure stick to hit it this time, but opened its big furry hands to catch it.

But the monk was also really good at it. He struggled with his waist and abdomen in mid-air, and he turned around in mid-air without any help. He avoided the water monster's palm and landed smoothly on the ground.

But after landing, he staggered again and almost lost his balance. The scripture was something that was crucial to his life. The water monster used brute force to break free, causing great harm to him.

The point is that this was already his method of suppressing the bottom of the box, but the water monster didn't seem to care and just pulled it away, like a strong man playing with a naughty boy. This filled the monk with despair.

But when the water monster attacks, he cannot sit still and wait for death.

The water monster rushed down from the waves and went straight to the monk. The monk threw off his cassock and shook it. Under the blessing of the golden Buddha's light, the red cassock was able to catch the wind and turned into a huge sky curtain in almost an instant, blocking the water monster.

This defense can be said to be watertight. It is a layer of defense against the Buddha's light. This cassock is obviously a treasure. It is surprisingly flexible. Even if the Buddha's light cannot be blocked, it is still soft and can absorb the force. If it were a strong person of the same level, he might not be able to achieve anything even if he stood still for a long time.

In the monk's limited life of fighting with others, when the enemy encounters his cassock, he will probably find a way to go around and find his own body. No matter whether the situation is good or bad, the monk can always get a chance to breathe through this cassock.

However, the water monster acted as if he didn't see it. He picked up his staff and smashed it. The staff was unedged and was simply a blunt weapon. It was said that a blunt weapon would be completely defeated by his cassock.

But the result was a "tearing" sound, and the cassock was torn on the spot. The water monster's forward figure was not even affected at all, and it reached out to catch it on the head.

The moment the cassock was torn, the monk's face turned pale as paper, blood spurted out from his orifices, and he was no longer able to dodge or resist the water monster's grasp. He closed his eyes and opened and closed his lips slightly, as if he was reciting salvation scriptures to himself.

Even at this point, there was still no trace of fear or regret in his eyes or in his whole body.

As expected, those who seek scriptures are all devoted to the Buddha, and no danger can stop them. Rao was a mortal who later became Tang Monk. He had never even practiced any martial arts. He was frightened when he encountered monsters, but he was so frightened that his pants got wet and he never said a word to look back.

It is conceivable that if Tang Monk had the power to practice, he would be like the monk in front of him.

The monk closed his eyes and performed a simple salvation for himself. He never regretted the journey of seeking Buddhist scriptures, let alone the demons he met along the way.

After he finished reciting, he closed his eyes and waited for death, but found that after a long time, he still didn't feel any pain. Only then did he realize that something was wrong. Ordinarily, with the speed of the demon, even if he simplified the scriptures, he shouldn't have time to finish reciting them. It's just that I was too nervous at the time and didn't notice this detail. Now that it has been so long since I finished reciting the sutra, the water monster still hasn't attacked. Could it be that he was deliberately teasing me?

The monk closed his eyes and said, "You don't have to tease me. No matter what you do, no matter how powerful you are, the poor monk will still fight against you to the end. If I can't kill you, the poor monk will go to the west to see me, Buddha Tathagata. Please ask Tathagata to send someone to surrender you."

"Did you hear, what he said is what I want to say." The monk did not wait for the water monster to respond to him, but heard the water monster's fearful voice, which seemed to be threatening others with a strong heart.

"I also want to tell you that I am imprisoned here under the orders of the Jade Emperor himself, and I have an immortal curse placed on me by the Jade Emperor himself. You can't kill me, but if you dare to disturb this prison in the slightest, heaven will take care of you!"

"Oh? The Jade Emperor's will is the law of heaven. Is this how you understand it?" The monk heard a young voice in his ears. He opened his eyes and saw a pair of handsome men and women standing in the air, just above him. The woman was even taller than the man.

And the water monster seemed to be bound by some invisible restraint. No matter how much he bared his teeth, he couldn't move at all. It was in stark contrast to his previous powerful performance when he easily broke free from the chains of scripture that tore him apart.

"Nonsense, the Jade Emperor is the supreme being of the three realms. What is his will if it is not the law of heaven?" the water monster shouted.

"Oh, forget it if the other Mao gods believe it. Your position as Rolling Curtain General is not very low, and you are also close to the Jade Emperor. If you believe this kind of thing, it can only mean that your brain is as far as it goes." Yang Gui shook his head, "It would be nice to become a Bodhisattva in the future."

"How dare you dare to talk about the Jade Emperor!" The water monster kept shouting, "Just wait, the Jade Emperor will execute me every seven days with flying swords piercing my ribs. Today is the official day. When three-quarter noon comes, you also run away. No more!”

"If you run away, it's none of my business. You can cool off in the sky for a while, and then you can find your target with your flying sword." Yang Gui ignored the water monster and landed from the sky, coming to the side of the young monk.

"I can't use the magic power of the gods now, so you can eat this." Yang Gui threw a pill to the monk. He took it from the Jade Emperor's hand, although he didn't know what grade it was or even what it was used for. Yes, but the side effects alone are enough to cure the monk's injuries.

After the monk ate it, he felt a breath of fresh air entering his body, and within a few breaths, his injuries were completely healed.

"Amitabha, young monk, thank the immortal for the rescue." The young monk stood up, clasped his hands and bowed to thank Yang Gui.

"Hey, I don't dare, we are not immortals." Yang Gui said that if you follow the rules, you will definitely follow the rules.

It is important that a person of his level obeys his words, especially if he is an agent of heaven. If he admits that he is an immortal, no matter whether he is lying or not, no matter whether the magic power he displays reaches the level of an immortal or not, heaven and earth will recognize that there is an immortal standing here.

It was previously agreed with the Jade Emperor that at least there should be no immortals in the main human gathering area of ​​Nanfangbu Continent.

"Ah?" The monk was stunned for a moment. He knew that with his own practice, although he had not yet reached the point of becoming an immortal, he was not far behind. This water monster can easily seriously injure him, which is obviously not something that ordinary immortals can do.

And the strong man who can easily control this water monster actually says that he is not an immortal?
"Don't ask too much. It's useless to ask. If I say you're a god, you're not." Yang Gui didn't explain much, but asked, "Little monk, where are you from and where are you going?"

"In response to the words of the donor, the young monk came from Dayu in the east and went to the west to see me, Buddha Tathagata, and ask for the true scriptures." The young monk clasped his hands together, bowed twice to the west, and responded devoutly.

"Dayu..." The four major continents are very large. The length of the Liusha River alone is tens of millions of miles. After the integration, the ancient wilderness is vast and boundless. That's why there is a saying that "all the gods must first pass the King of Inspiration before talking". In fact, from a geographical perspective, the gods and monsters in Journey to the West far surpass the saints who canonized the gods.

But this is a completely different world and cannot be compared to the same situation. And with the transportation technology of the ancients, it might be impossible to travel halfway across the continent in a lifetime. Although the Central Plains China is the key area for this change in the number of days, it does not mean that there are not a large number of humans living in other places.

Yang Gui counted with his fingers and found that the Yu Dynasty was about hundreds of thousands of miles north of the Tang Dynasty established by Yang Jian. People who worship Buddha on the four major continents seem to be guided by the Buddha, and they know the direction to Xitian Lingshan.

Therefore, this monk also traveled hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Dayu Dynasty on foot to the southwest, preparing to go to Lingshan to worship Buddha and seek scriptures.

"It's good, but you have to know that Xiniu Hezhou is full of monsters and monsters. It's still in Nanfanbuzhou at this time. This monster is quite strong. Among the monsters in Xiniu Hezhou, he can only be regarded as a little monster leader. "

Yang Gui pointed at the water monster hanging in the sky and said, "I rescued you this time, but what if you think about meeting another monster ahead?"

"As long as your devotion to the Buddha is not quenched, why do you care about the difficulties and obstacles ahead? If you encounter a demon, you will die. You will be shattered into pieces, and you will not look back." The young monk said firmly.

"Well, not bad, not bad, you are a good boy, I admire you." Yang Gui looked at Hou Tu next to him, "Ah Tu, what do you think of this little monk?"

"I think you deserve a beating." Hou Tu punched Yang Gui into the ground with a black face, causing the little monk to look at him and take two steps back with fear. Dare to call a woman A Tu, Yang Gui is full of ignorance.

If it had been anyone else, Hou Tu would have punched him into the earth with his fist. An ancestral witch with brute force and a god of the earth. The buffs of both identities were full. Even the three-corpse quasi-sage would have been shattered on the spot without any reincarnation. Opportunity to be reincarnated.

But Yang Gui just treated it as a massage. He emerged from the ground and said to Hou Tu, "Wouldn't it be interesting if you let this little monk go directly over and continue walking the path of learning?"

"The number of days, brother, the number of days." Although Hou Tu wanted to watch the fun, he didn't want his husband to play with him to death, so he quickly pulled Yang Gui to wake him up.

"What are you afraid of? We won't be able to see the Lingshan Mountain until the end of the day. Even if this little monk walks all the way to get the scriptures, well...he can't go up anyway." Yang Gui said to the monk: "Monk, you are Jin Chan, the second disciple of the Tathagata. Son, learning the scriptures cannot be accomplished in one lifetime. Now you..."

Yang Gui raised his head and glanced at the seven skulls on Monk Sha's neck. He understood, this is the eighth life.

"You are now in your eighth life, and you still have two more lives to achieve enlightenment. Are you still willing to go on?"

(End of this chapter)