Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 152
In my mind, I recalled the scenes of being in love with the Halloween Dragon Girl for so many years, vowing to each other, lingering every night...

In the end, these scenes disappeared in my mind, I closed the only two pairs of eyes left, and shed four lines of tears.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes turned red, and she murmured: "Dragon Girl, I have such deep affection for you, I never thought you would be such a heartless and ungrateful woman, but I still love you very much, my heart is good It hurts, my heart hurts, I think you should be like this because you were held hostage by Ao Lie! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

"Come with me! I pretend I didn't hear those words just now. I just remember my beloved wife who loves her husband so much. Don't be like this..."

Wanshenglongnv interrupted at this time: "Get out! Who wants to leave with you disgusting bug, do you think you still have a way to survive today? Let me tell you, you only make me feel sick when you talk like this, how can you My favorite brother Yulong is so chic..."

The nine-headed worm spurted blood again, with despair in its eyes, and the four blood eyes stared straight at Wan Sheng Long Nu.

"You... what are you going to do? Brother Yulong, kill him quickly!"

"do not come……"

Before the words fell, the Nine-Headed Insect's body turned into a blood shadow and directly hit the Wanshenglongnu's body, and then the two heads exploded together, blasting the two into a bloody mist.

In the blood mist, a word came faintly.

"Dragon Girl, you must have some difficulties, right?"

……

"Amitabha, it's a pity that there are no bones left..." Xuanzang's mouth twitched, feeling some heartache.

Sun Wukong glanced at Xuanzang, and said with admiration: "Master is really compassionate, and he has a heart of compassion for these two monsters who stole the Buddha's precious fairy grass. He is really a role model for our generation!"

"Ahem, being a teacher is just a pity that their bodies can't be left for tooth-beating sacrifices...Monkey, don't think too much, being a teacher is not a holy mother!" Xuanzang said quietly.

"Eh? What is the Holy Mother? But what Master said is also reasonable. It's really a pity to have such high-quality ingredients..."

……

Ao Lie's vengeance was avenged, and he didn't feel the sense of relief that he imagined in his heart. There was not much expression on his face, and his figure gradually returned to normal. He bowed to Xuanzang and Monkey King, and then turned into a white man. The appearance of a dragon horse.

Xuanzang stretched out his hand for a move, and a golden relic emerged from the water. Under the relic was a nine-leaf Ganoderma lucidum, clinging to it. The branches and leaves kept absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy to transmit spiritual power to the relic. The relics radiate bright golden light continuously, and the glow rises.

"Ji Saiguo is for you, killing two generations of monks. Although you left a relic for Venerable Arhat's death, you really didn't do any good deeds!" Xuanzang said to himself a few words teasingly, he felt that This Buddha treasure may also be a catastrophe design in the plan of spreading Buddhism eastward.

If it weren't for such a flashy relic, the monks of Jinguang Temple would not be charged with stealing Buddhist treasures, and there would be no gods who dreamed that a Tang monk would come to relieve suffering.

Xuanzang took the relic in his hand and tossed it twice, feeling the urge to crush it, but remembering that the monks of Jinshan Temple were still suffering innocent injustice, he put out this thought.

Far away on Lingshan, above the Buddhist hall, a benevolent Venerable Arhat suddenly sneezed on a whim, feeling a little uneasy.

A monk who has reached his level is very accurate on a whim. He opened his eyes and recited a Buddha's name and said to himself: "Could it be contaminated by some other cause and effect? ​​Or was it missed by some great power?"

……

"Wukong, go down and capture a few shrimp soldiers, let's go to sacrifice Saiguo to replace Guan Wen!" Xuanzang ordered, and he returned to Jinguang Temple with the white dragon horse first.

As soon as Xuanzang entered the temple gate, Sun Wukong grabbed two shrimp soldiers and followed behind. At this time, all the monks in the temple went out to beg, and only the old abbot and the young monk stayed in the courtyard.

The little monk has been squatting at the door waiting for the news, when he saw Xuanzang came back, he ran into the Zen room on his calves and helped the old abbot out.

"Holy Monk, can the thief who stole the relic be found?" After the old abbot came out of the meditation room, there was a sound of chains, and he walked quickly to Xuanzang.

Xuanzang smiled, stretched out his palm, and after he opened it, a golden relic appeared in his palm.

The light was so dazzling that the old abbot couldn't keep his eyes open, his face was overjoyed, and his wrinkled old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"The Buddha treasure is back! Thanks to the holy monk for sending the Buddha treasure back, now the monks in our temple can be cleared of their crimes!" The old abbot's cloudy eyes reflected the golden light of the Buddha treasure, and he was extremely excited.

The little monk was sent out to deliver the news, and the rest of the monks in Jinguang Temple heard about it and rushed back excitedly.

Inside the pagoda, the old abbot held the relic on a tray, followed by a group of disciples, step by step to the No.13 floor, and then put the relic on a stone pillar.

The old abbot first led the monks to recite a long section of scriptures, and then lifted the red cloth covering the relic.

Suddenly, golden light shines!
It was as if a miracle had appeared in the Jinguang Temple. The light of the pagoda bloomed in midair, rendering the nearby sky golden with colorful lights.

Tens of thousands of miles away, this scene of Buddha's radiance can be vaguely seen, and people in the barbaric country all around suddenly felt the heart of pilgrimage.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Prepare the tribute, and the country of Jisai is protected by Buddha's light again! We must hurry up and make friends!"

"The Buddha treasure is back? I didn't expect Ji Saiguo to have two brushes. Come here, prepare the tribute, go to Ji Saiguo to pay tribute, and ask to see the Buddha treasure of Jinguang Temple!"

……

In the palace of the king of Jisai.

"Your Majesty, the Buddhist treasure of Jinguang Temple has been recovered, and it is now shining brightly!"

The king of Jisai Kingdom was sitting in the palace at this time, he stood up immediately after hearing the words, and asked, "Is your news accurate?"

"Your Majesty, it is absolutely true, you will know it when you step out of the palace gate!"

The king of Jisai Kingdom hurried out of the palace gate to take a look, and sure enough, he saw a golden light above the Jinguang Temple, full of auspicious aura.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The king clapped his palms and praised, and spit out three "good" words in succession, "Come here, send an order to release the shackles of the monks of Jinguang Temple, and order the abbot of Jinguang Temple and all the monks to come and see!"

……

The imperial decree came down in front of the old abbot very quickly, a kind of monk's shackles were untied by someone who came, and everyone let out a heavy breath with relief.

"Abbot, elders, follow me into the palace!"

The commander who came to deliver the order was very polite, and the Jinguang Temple once again had a Buddha treasure, and the status of the monks rose sharply.

Xuanzang followed all the monks of Jinguang Temple into the palace, and a group of people arrived in front of Fengtian Hall in a mighty manner. The leader who led the way told everyone to wait for a while, and went in first to report his order.

Fengtian Hall is the largest palace in the royal city, because the king came here, the inside and outside of Fengtian Hall were surrounded by guards.

"The monks of Xuanjinguang Temple have an audience!"

A messenger came into the hall, and everyone in Jinguang Temple followed into Fengtian Hall.

The space in the hall is huge, with a gold-plated throne at the front, and the civil and military officials standing below. Seeing the monks of Jinguang Temple coming, the civil and military officials gave up a passage.

"I have seen my king!"

All the monks saluted, and the king quickly stepped down from his seat, showing a friendly look on his face, "The abbot is waiving the ceremony. This king would like to ask, but the Buddha treasure has returned to your stupa?"

(End of this chapter)