Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 92 Moyun Kingdom

The small flowers are fluttering in the wind, and exude a tempting aroma.

The gray-black baby seemed to be in a deep sleep, with an extremely peaceful expression, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Xuanzang just swept away his consciousness, and found many bones of animals and humans buried in the ground. He became curious about this area for a while, and his consciousness spread out, covering the entire strange jungle.

I saw this kind of weird jungle for thousands of miles around, full of gloom, and there was a small country in the middle of the jungle, trapped by ghosts and ghosts, it seemed to be rejected by the gods, and the shadowy soil was everywhere.

Approaching the gray-black baby, I saw that his eyelids trembled, as if he was about to open, the little flower on his forehead suddenly turned to Xuanzang, and the stamen trembled violently.

"Buzzing..."

The light gray pollen swirled straight towards his face, trying to get into his nose.

It's just that as soon as the pollen approached Xuanzang's body within ten feet, it was frozen out of thin air and turned back.

The gray-black baby suddenly opened its eyes, which were full of whites, and ferocious blood vessels exploded on the temples.

With a gloomy smile, his voice was like a wild cat calling for spring, it was extremely ear-piercing and unpleasant.

Countless pitch-black roots on the ground drilled out of the ground, turning over like a dragon, and the soil rustled down.

"Heh, you even rolled your eyes, you think you belong to the Datongmu clan!"

There are still countless bones wrapped around the roots of the tree, and the rotten bones were shaken to pieces during the movement.

The roots of the tree stood on the ground, like an octopus, clustered together like giant claws, and grabbed the oncoming Xuanzang.

"Oh, boring!"

With a wave of Xuanzang's hand, dozens of feet of black roots were chopped off in half, and the gray-black villain let out a miserable howl.

Numerous red juices gurgled out from the cuts of the roots, its color was very similar to human blood, and the sweet and fishy smell paved the surface.

The evil boy seemed to know that he had kicked the iron plate, and wanted to run away while trembling. Looking back, he took a deep look at Xuanzang, as if he wanted to keep his face in his heart, and retaliate in the future.

Enduring the severe pain, the roots were about to push the soil away, but they saw Xuanzang pointing at the ground.

"Pointing to the ground into steel!"

The ground instantly solidified, as hard as tempered steel, and the black roots tried to be ground but failed to dig out a shallow pit.

The wicked boy howled threateningly, staring at Xuanzang viciously, like a poisonous snake lurking in the abyss.

This is the fetish that breeds resentment, condensed resentment, only cruel and evil in his temperament, does not know the number of days, and does not know how to repent.

Xuanzang felt a little bored, so he let out a sigh of relief and returned to the caravan.

"Wukong, go ahead and open the way, if you encounter such evil creatures, kill them all!"

Sun Wukong put down his wine glass, got out of the caravan, took out the golden cudgel, and changed it into hundreds of feet in length.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There were many stick shadows, like a vibrating road roller, the jungle in front was swept away, and the ground was extremely flat.

Gradually walking forward, I slowly approached that small country. The sky was a bit gloomy and the humidity was heavy.

The country seems to have not seen the sun for so long that the skin of passersby takes on a sickly paleness.

He was in a hurry, his expression was numb, and no loud noise could be heard on the huge street.

Near the capital, there is an invisible formation blocking Monkey King and others.

Xuanzang got out of the RV, put on cassock, held a nine-ringed tin rod, and entered the formation without hindrance.

"Ah, there is actually a monk here!"

A strong man like an iron tower saw Xuanzang who had just got off the car, and shouted,
There was a sudden silence on the street, everyone acted as if they had pressed the pause button, and turned their heads to look in Xuanzang's direction.

"Master, I beg you to ask Bodhisattva to spare our Moyun Kingdom. The ignorant master of the country should not implicate our innocent suffering people!"

"Yes, although we didn't worship the Buddha before, we would not insult the Buddha. Let the Bodhisattva accept his supernatural powers. We are all willing to move into his Buddhist kingdom and be the most devout believers!"

"My Buddha is merciful, I beg my Buddha to bypass us people!"

"Damn the lord! You have killed so many of us!"

……

Xuanzang's appearance seemed to add a spoonful of ice water to the boiling oil pan, and it exploded immediately.

The people grabbed the ground with their heads, and their foreheads were bloody. Everyone's eyes were full of fanatical yearning for worshiping the Buddha.

Many women and children sat down on the ground and wept bitterly, chanting unconsciously to the children beside them, "You must believe in Buddhism, and you must move into a Buddhist country!"

Xuanzang was a little curious, what happened in this country?

Why are these people so excited about worshiping Buddha?

Xuanzang raised his arms and lifted up an old man who seemed to be aged with magic power. He asked, "Amitabha, this old man, what happened to your country? Why is it so weird?"

The old man had a goatee, was neatly dressed, and had a bookish air about him. He seemed to be a private school teacher.

His face was a little surprised, and he said respectfully: "The master came from another place? Don't you know what happened in our Moyun country?"

"The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land. He was ordered to go to the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven to obtain the scriptures. This is the first time he has come to Moyun Country. Can you tell us in detail what happened here?" Xuanzang explained.

The goatee old man glanced at the people on both sides, hesitantly, not knowing how to speak.

Xuanzang waved his hand, and the people around him were lifted up instantly by the magic power.

"Amitabha, you wait to do your own thing!"

The people were a little surprised at the power that lifted them up, knowing that the handsome monk in front of them was also a man of boundless Dharma, they didn't dare to disobey, and they all left in a hurry.

Xuanzang waved his hand again, the space changed, and the old man with the goatee came to the RV with him.

Arranging a sound-proof restraint, he said slowly: "Mr., the poor monk has already cast a spell, and no one can hear our conversation. Now, do you dare to tell the truth?"

The old man with the goatee was a little panicked, so he just slipped off the sofa and knelt down on the ground again, and Xuanzang gently supported him.

"Sir, don't be so nervous, just sit and talk!"

Sun Wukong and others also surrounded him, pretending to listen, the old man couldn't help but feel a little scared when he saw Zhu Bajie's appearance.

With Xuanzang's finger pointing, a calming spell was imprinted on the old man's forehead, and he instantly calmed down.

"Don't be afraid, old man, that fellow is a poor monk's apprentice, not a harmful goblin!"

Zhu Bajie rolled his eyes at this time, suddenly wanted to get rid of this pig-fetal body, his appearance was indeed not good, he was not as suave and suave as he was in his previous life.

The old man first cleared his throat, his eyes revealed memories, and he slowly recalled what had happened in recent years.

Three years ago, Bodhisattva Lingfa Guangneng manifested his holiness and wanted to bring Moyun Kingdom into his Buddhist kingdom and gather a group of believers.

However, the Lord of Namoyun Kingdom is obstinate and does not teach. He insisted that the Bodhisattva wanted to turn us into walking corpses, and set up a grand array of national destiny according to the dragon veins to prevent the Bodhisattva from bringing Moyun Kingdom into the Buddhist kingdom... …

After the old man's narration, Xuanzang vaguely understood the cause and effect of the incident, and he needed to go to the Moyun Kingdom Palace to confirm the rest.

　Thanks: I came out of the house for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)