Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 435: Destroying Guanyin

"Sun Wukong, you are so rebellious, do you really think I dare not kill you on the spot?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I've been wanting to beat you up for a long time!"

"My master lied to me and said he wanted to give me a gift, but he actually wanted to put a golden hoop on me so that I could become your Buddhist dog."

Faced with Guanyin's scolding, Sun Wukong did not choose to stop, and smashed down with the golden cudgel without hesitation.

Seeing that Sun Wukong was so rebellious, Guanyin was furious and the Buddha also had a furious look.

Immediately, she pinched her finger and pushed forward.

Suddenly, rays of Buddha's light burst forth, illuminating the night, and the sounds of Buddhas chanting rang out, as if to transform this land into a Buddhist kingdom.

"The Buddha's light shines!"

The vast Buddha's light gathered at this moment, and it rushed towards Sun Wukong like an endless raging wave.

"Just a mere Buddha's light, break it for me!" Sun Wukong looked disdainful and swung his golden cudgel heavily as if to sweep away thousands of troops.

The domineering magic power flowed through the golden cudgel, and a wild aura emerged. The once-stabilizing force finally showed its brutality.

It was as if the sound of glass breaking was heard, the Buddha's light in the sky was shattered, the sound of Buddha chanting was interrupted, and the sky returned to darkness.

"Wukong, Sister Guanyin, please stop fighting. Stop fighting."

Seeing the two people fighting so fiercely that the sky was falling and the earth was cracking, the fake Tang Sanzang, who was just a mortal, was so anxious that he turned around and shouted until he was hoarse.

But how could the two people, who were already really angry with each other, listen to the words of a fake?

The more he shouted, the harder the two men fought.

"Okay, okay, Sun Wukong, since you are still stubborn, I will have to wake you up myself."

Seeing that Sun Wukong was ruthless in his attacks, and knowing that if he continued like this, her clone would most likely be killed, Guanyin also used all her strength.

She held the jade bottle in one hand and held the flower in the other hand in front of her chest. Her eyes were wide open and her eyebrows were raised. She shouted in a cold voice: "Thousand Hands to Subdue the Demon! The Great Buddha has arrived!"

hum!
There were thousands of rays of light and Buddha's auspicious colors. Guanyin's Dharma body was displayed, as majestic as the Kunlun Mountains that connected to the sky. Her thousand jade arms seemed to be blooming lotuses and peacocks spreading their tails. Her momentum was like a rainbow, and it crushed the mountains.

Sun Wukong put away his contempt. Even though the person in front of him was a clone, it was still worth his serious consideration.

If it were in the past, he might have been a little incapable of doing so.

But now
Sun Wukong raised his head and laughed, "Buddha, thank you for making me perfect."

"Let me show you my real abilities!"

"The laws of heaven and earth!"

The next moment, Sun Wukong's body swelled up like a balloon. He grew to be ten thousand feet tall, with a head like Mount Tai, eyes like the sun and the moon, and a golden cudgel of the same size in his hand. He looked majestic and powerful, not inferior to the Thousand-Armed Guanyin at all.

"Buddha, today I, Old Sun, will come to ask for your advice on some great tactics."

The golden cudgel collapsed like a giant pillar and smashed towards Guanyin. The momentum was truly earth-shaking and shocking.

"Amitabha! You evil creature! I really shouldn't have allowed you to become the pilgrim and let you go from the Five Finger Mountain."

"Fortunately, it's not too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost."

"Today, I will kill you here."

Guanyin spoke half-truthfully, with a thousand hands outstretched, roaring and attacking like Sun Wukong, with an overwhelming momentum that was out of control.

Thousands of hands bombarded the golden hoop, and during the collision, hundreds of jade arms were shattered by the powerful force of the golden hoop.

But then more jade arms came rushing over, and the shattered jade arms continued to grow under the blessing of Buddha's power.

For a moment, the golden cudgel was actually beaten back.

The collision of demonic power and Buddha's light burst out with brilliant light, and at this moment even the stars in the sky dimmed.

"Gaudy! Can you block my first blow? Can you block my second blow? Or my third blow?"

"Come die!"

Sun Wukong took a step forward, crossed several large sand dunes, and pulled out his big feet from the deep yellow sand. The quicksand he brought up fell down with a crash, and a quicksand rain began to fall.

As a mortal, the fake Tang Sanzang did not feel afraid when he saw the end of the world and was about to be buried by the yellow sand.

To him, Wukong was his disciple. Now that Wukong had become like this, he felt that it was all his fault, as he had not cared enough about Wukong and failed to influence him.

Therefore, he sat cross-legged on the sand, closed his eyes, placed the nine-ring staff flat in front of him, and clasped his hands together waiting for death.

However, after a long while, there was a constant roaring sound in my ears, but I was not yet buried by the yellow sand.

Instead, a clear female voice sounded beside him, "Is there something wrong with this monk? He is still chanting Buddha's name even though he is almost buried. I'm afraid he has gone crazy from chanting Buddha's name."

Tang Sanzang was stunned and opened his eyes, only to see a woman who looked like a fairy but had a murderous look on her face holding a sword and complaining to him.

He blinked his eyes and said, "Donor lady, you saved me?"

"Is there anyone else here besides me?" Qingxia, who was bound in the magic lamp and burned day and night as a wick, hated monks very much, so she said venomously: "If you don't use your eyes, donate them to people in need."

"Really? Why would An Yan save you? He's obviously a Taoist priest."

However, Qingxia soon regretted talking to Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang was stunned at first, then he said seriously: "My eyes are of course useful. I use them to read books, look at dishes and eat. Of course, if someone really needs my eyes, I can donate them."

"As long as he asks, I won't disagree. So he doesn't have to worry about being rejected. How would he know that I'm unwilling to donate if he doesn't ask? Right!"

"Miss, do you think this is the truth?"

"As for why the Taoist priest saved me, it was because he had a loving heart. As the Buddhist scriptures say: Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

Qingxia didn't know when she clenched her fists, veins bulged on her forehead, and an emotion called regret emerged in her eyes.

I am so silly!
An Yan clearly told me not to talk to this monk, why didn’t I listen?
It was like there was a... no, a swarm of flies buzzing.

Tang Sanzang, who was still talking nonstop, saw the woman with black air coming out of her. He swallowed his saliva and stopped talking. Instead, he covered his face skillfully and said, "Don't hit me in the face! This is the only advantage I have left."

"grass!"

Qingxia couldn't help it. She had never seen such a nagging man.

She cursed loudly, dodged behind Tang Sanzang, knocked him unconscious with a knife, then picked him up and punched him several times in the ugly face, beating him until even his mother couldn't recognize him.

Finally I feel comfortable! Qingxia let out a long sigh, looked at the fighting Sun Wukong and Guanyin with fear, then quickly withdrew from the battlefield with Tang Sanzang in her arms.

As for An Yan, God knows where he ran off to.

After explaining the situation, he left.

At this time, An Yan was hiding in the clouds and sneaked behind Guanyin's body.

Guanyin was so overwhelmed by Sun Wukong that she couldn't breathe. She even used all her magic weapons and had no time to take care of her surroundings. She could hardly bear it anymore.

If I had known this earlier, I would not have let Zhizunbao go and give away his head, and I would have given myself a big father.

The matter was done, no matter how much Guanyin regretted, it was useless. An Yan also saw the clues. The Guanyin in front of him seemed to be just an avatar, only at the level of Taiyi Jinxian, and even the magic weapon Jade Purification Bottle in his hand was a fake product.

So, now is the best opportunity to deal with her.

Otherwise, if this clone were to pass the message back to the original body, who knows how angry the real Guanyin would be, and she might even give him a blow with all her might.

Thinking of this, An Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately performed his seventy-two transformations and transformed himself into the Bull Demon King.

He was wearing golden armor, a shiny silver ox-horn helmet on his head, deerskin shoes on his feet, his mouth was as bloody as a basin, and his eyebrows were as red as fire, as if he was afraid that others would not recognize that he was the Bull Demon King.

That was not enough, the whisk also turned into a mixed iron stick.

Seeing this, even the original owner would be stunned.

An Yan nodded with satisfaction. I will not change my name or surname. I am the Bull Demon King of Jilei Mountain.

As for why it was not Cuiyun Mountain, as we all know, domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers. Cuiyun Mountain only had a woman who was in urgent need of comfort.

After changing his appearance, An Yan aimed at the back of Guanyin's head, immediately enlarged his body, and attacked with a mixed iron stick in hand, shouting, "Brother! I, Lao Niu, am here to lend you a hand!"

"Hey, that Guanyin bitch! Take this stick from me, Old Bull!"

He looked like he was afraid that others didn’t know he was the Bull Demon King.

When Guanyin heard the sound, the iron rod had already hit her on the back of the head. With a loud bang, like a dragon turning over, Guanyin's huge body was knocked forward.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, looking at his cheap brother Bull Demon King who suddenly appeared. His eyes flashed before he reacted.

Damn! This must be Angger!
No one is so mean except Ang'er.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. He wished he had used a transformation technique earlier.

While sighing in annoyance, Sun Wukong did not forget to beat the downed dog. He used all kinds of moves and magical powers to attack Guanyin, and his golden cudgel was almost swung into a wind fire wheel, and sparks were almost emitted.

Besides, he did not forget to say: "Thank you for your help, big brother! I will never forget it!"

Seeing Wukong respond to him, An Yan was also happy, and laughed: "My dear brother, you are too polite. I have disliked this bitch for a long time. Today, you and I brothers will join forces to beat her up!"

As he spoke, he smashed the iron rod down with all his strength without mercy, and cracks began to appear on Guanyin's ten thousand feet long Dharma body.

This place was not far from the Flaming Mountain, so naturally the Bull Demon King was alarmed. Such a big commotion naturally attracted him to sneak in to see what was going on.

When I got here and took a look, I almost fainted.

What did I see?
The Bull Demon King and his sworn brother Sun Wukong were beating Guanyin Bodhisattva with sticks.

Long live!
He is the Bull Demon King, then who am I?

Damn it, who on earth is so lacking in public morality that he pretended to be me and did this big thing of beheading!
Bull Demon King's face turned green. This scene was even more exciting than the one where his wife Princess Iron Fan hooked up with Sun Wukong.

Should I go out and talk to the Buddha?

Seeing that it was Guanyin Bodhisattva who was being pressed to the ground and rubbed by a cow and a monkey, the Bull Demon King shook his head with great sincerity.

Forget it, I'd better not disturb others playing the three-person game.

At worst, I can go back and pack my things and run away to avoid the spotlight.

As the saying goes, those who understand current affairs are heroes.

He, the Bull Demon King, considers himself a hero.

Just as the Bull Demon King was about to leave as quietly as he came, a graceful figure broke into his sight.

At just one glance, he was sure that he had fallen in love with this beautiful and heroic woman.

It turns out that there really is love at first sight!
This is much prettier than his yellow-faced wife.

So, the Bull Demon King decided to run away with the other party.

Before Qingxia could react, a huge black hand grabbed her.

By the time Qingxia reacted, it was too late. She and Tang Sanzang were captured and taken away by the Bull Demon King.

At this moment, the angry voice of Guanyin came from behind: "Bull Demon King! You are dead!"

"Gan!"

The Bull Demon King staggered while running away and cursed, "What a crap Bodhisattva! He can't even tell the difference between a real bull and a fake one."

There was no other way. The Bull Demon King, who had originally held on to a glimmer of hope, decided to move away from the Flaming Mountain overnight.

The rear battlefield.

Guanyin withdrew her Dharma body that was about to collapse, and looked at the Bull Demon King with hatred. Her head was buzzing and painful from the sneak attack and the blow from a stick. She no longer had time to think so much, nor did she have time to investigate whether the Bull Demon King in front of her was real or fake.

Now she just wanted to escape first, and then contact her original body to deal with these two ignorant monsters.

However, how could the two who had been prepared for Guanyin's escape really let her escape? They immediately surrounded her with a grim smile.

Although An Yan was no match for him, he could still hold him off for a second or two.

In the end there was no suspense. With the combined efforts of the two, Guanyin's clone was beaten to ashes, and there was no time to pass on the information.

Unfortunately, this was just a clone and it didn't have any of the real stuff on it, which made An Yan feel regretful.

Sun Wukong stepped forward and looked at An Ge'er who was dressed like the Bull Demon King. "An Ge'er, you should change back. I'm not used to seeing you like this."

"No, there's no rush. But do I look like him?" Although An Yan had never seen the Bull Demon King, he had a general idea of ​​what the Bull Demon King looked like from Wukong's descriptions of his sworn brothers.

"About 70 or 80 points. But it's really unnecessary." Sun Wukong said, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"It's always a good idea to be cautious when you're out. Wukong, next time you encounter something like this, remember to learn from it." An Yan said with the look of a veteran, "If it weren't for this, I would have enemies all over the world."

Seeing Sun Wukong speechless, An Yan waved his hand and said, "This is based on experience. Believe it or not. Now that the problem of Guanyin has been solved, let's go and take Zixia away."

Sun Wukong, who was separated from An Yan as soon as he arrived in this time and space, naturally didn't know that An Yan had found the person, so he hurriedly asked.

An Yan nodded, "Yes, I asked her to take Tang Sanzang from this world away so that he would not be affected by the war."

"I see she's going that way, follow me."

Sun Wukong was overjoyed. He thought that by bringing Zixia out of this world, he would have fulfilled Zhizunbao's request, so he hurried after.

Leaving behind a broken land.

However, An Yan did not see Qingxia and Tang Sanzang along the way, until he came to the place where Qingxia was captured, he stopped.

"There is another evil spirit!"

Sun Wukong also noticed it, and a sense of uneasy feeling arose in his heart. His eyes suddenly focused, and the golden cudgel in his hand turned into an embroidery needle and shot out, nailing into the sand.

Upon closer inspection, a bull flea was pinned to death in the sand.

An Yan and Sun Wukong looked at each other and said in unison: "Bull Demon King!"

(End of this chapter)