Rebirth of the Great Desolation: I am Red Cloud

Chapter 229 Future Buddha Maitreya

A sea of ​​blood hell, Rakshasa ghosts cry.

Wukong held up the golden cudgel and was hitting the sixteen Raksha ghost soldiers. In an instant, the surrounding scenery began to change drastically. He saw blood rushing to the sky, and the sound of crying and howling of evil spirits sounded from all sides.

"Raksha Ghost Prison!"

Wukong's face turned serious, he let out a drink, abruptly stopped in the air, stopped the golden cudgel that was swung down, and turned his head to give Bajie and Drifting orders urgently.

"Bajie, Drifting, you two should protect Master, don't use martial arts without authorization. This Rakshasa ghost prison is the ultimate formation of the Rakshasa clan. With the formation of sixteen Rakshasa ghost kings, you must step by step and break through the formation step by step. Let's rush, otherwise the eyes of the big formation will break and form a dead ring, and we will be trapped in this ghost prison forever."

"Brother, I got it." Bajie and Drifting agreed, and stepped forward to protect Sanzang in the middle.

Wukong held the golden cudgel, fell from mid-air, and turned his golden eyes to look carefully.

These sixteen ordinary Rakshasa ghost soldiers evolved into Rakshasa ghost kings in an instant, and they were arranged in this large formation. Compared with the ring eyes of this formation, it has something to do with the positions of these ghost kings.

To break the Rakshasa Ghost Prison Formation, one by one, according to the position of the eyes of the formation, one by one, the sixteen ghost kings must be eliminated, so that the formation can be broken.

After observing for a while, Wukong has already seen the sixteen ghost kings surrounding his master and disciple, and each ghost king has a ring eye, constantly gathering evil blood and evil spirit.

"I can't wait any longer. The longer the delay, the more bloody aura will gather, and the sixteen Rakshasa ghost kings will become stronger."

As soon as Wukong thought to this point, he raised the golden cudgel in his hand, and it turned into a golden light, and it was inserted into the body of a ghost king in an instant. Hearing a "bang", the Raksha ghost king exploded into a cloud of blood mist in an instant.

The formation of sixteen ghost kings was completed, but Wukong seized the opportunity to destroy one before it could function, and the whole Raksha ghost prison changed immediately.

The wind is howling, the evil spirit is rolling, and in the blood-colored black mist, fifteen ugly Rakshasa ghost kings raise their weapons and spin around Wukong, and the large formation that was damaged because Wukong killed a ghost king just now is restored to its integrity in an instant , It became a large formation with only fifteen Rakshasa ghost kings.

While waving the golden cudgel, Wukong resisted the fifteen Raksha ghost kings who were fighting against him, while carefully watching the transformed Raksha ghost prison formation.

Sure enough, as previously expected, destroying a ghost king will weaken the formation.If this goes on like this, every time a Rakshasa ghost king is destroyed, the formation will be weakened by a point, but the formation can be broken in just a moment!

Seeing that Wukong’s judgment was correct, he no longer worried about not being able to break the formation due to disrupting the order of breaking the formation. He circulated the true energy in his body, danced the golden cudgel like a wheel, and operated the nihilistic body technique. Thousands upon thousands of Monkey Kings, stick shadows flickered, only the sound of bang bang explosions continued, in just a few breaths, all fifteen Rakshasa ghost kings were destroyed by Wukong.

When the last Rakshasa ghost king exploded with a "bang", the surrounding bloody hellish environment changed, and he returned to the wooden boat on the boundless sea before.

"Master, are you alright?" Seeing that he had returned to the previous place, Wukong hurried up to see if Sanzang was okay.

"Wukong, Master is fine. Now we see that the sea in front of us has no end, but how can we cross it?" Sanzang looked at the sea in front of him with a sad face.

"Master, since Maitreya said that this is the world in the Buddhist pagoda, there must be some mystery. As long as you understand the mystery, you can cross this sea, but you don't need to row a boat like this." Wukong said to Sanzang without hesitation. .

"Master, this disciple understands." Bajie touched his stomach and suddenly yelled loudly.

"Bajie, what do you understand?" Sanzang asked immediately.

"Master, did you remember just now, the disciple almost touched meat and attracted those rakshasas just now, presumably the only way to sit in meditation and stabilize the Buddha's mind will not encounter the troubles just now." Ba Jie endured With the pain of hunger, he distinguished.

When Wukong heard Bajie's words, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he looked at Sanzang and said, "Master, what Bajie said is reasonable. Just before crossing the sea, Maitreya said that the Buddha is on the other side, the Buddha is in the western sky, the Buddha is in the heart, and the Buddha is in all difficulties." In this way, it seems that crossing the sea is a heart-breaking ordeal!"

Hearing Wukong's words, Sanzang frowned, as if he had realized something, and immediately sat cross-legged on the boat, meditating quietly.

Seeing this, Wukong, Bajie, and Drifting had no choice but to stand quietly and wait for Sanzang to wake up.

Sanzang was inspired by Bajie and Wukong, and he understood it instantly.

All difficulties arise from the sea of ​​mind.With peace of mind, even if there are thousands of difficulties, you can calmly come up with countermeasures and tide over the crisis.

If the sea of ​​mind is ups and downs, and there is no preparation and determination to overcome all difficulties, how can we face and solve the crisis directly, and how can we go to the west to learn scriptures?

Sanzang crossed his legs at the bow of the boat, chanting Namo Amitabha silently in his heart, fear, worry, all kinds of emotions gradually faded away, and the sea of ​​mind gradually calmed down.

When a little bit of spiritual light shines in his heart, like dust being swept away, even the calm mood is washed away, leaving boundless nothingness, Sanzang's heart can't help but shake.

Keep quiet and be utterly empty, the heart of heaven and the heart of man are one.

Sanzang suddenly felt a wonderful experience, all dusty thoughts, infused thoughts of anger, fear, obsession, and delusions were all dispersed, leaving only the pure self.

"Amitabha."

Wukong, Bajie, and Drifting who were guarding Sanzang didn't know what Sanzang Jing had realized. They just saw that the center of Sanzang's eyebrows began to emit golden light, and then his whole body emitted holy golden light.

"Brother Monkey, what's the matter, master?" Bajie asked Wukong in amazement when he saw that Sanzang had obtained the Buddha all by himself, with golden light shining all over his body.

Wukong was also amazed, he had already let go of his golden eyes to observe Sanzang's changes secretly.

"Amitabha."

Just as the three of Wukong were guessing, Sanzang said Amitabha and slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, I saw the golden light of the whole boat flickering, and the boundless sea in front gradually receded, and a dense forest mixed with Bodhi numbers and mandalas gradually appeared in front of me.

At this moment, another dragon hiss was heard, and the wooden boat that the master and apprentice sat on had touched the land and turned into a white dragon horse, appearing in front of them.

Wukong, Bajie, and Sand Monk saw that Sanzang closed his eyes and meditated to eliminate the boundless sea in front of him, and they were suddenly happy.

"Master, if you know that you have this ability, you don't need to fight like senior brother just now." Bajie stepped forward and said to Sanzang, laughing.

"If you hadn't acted arbitrarily, how could there be such a change!" Sanzang looked at Bajie with a serious expression.

Bajie suddenly squeaked and stopped talking.

"Master, wait a moment, this disciple will take a look at the scene ahead." While Wukong was speaking, he made a somersault, jumped onto the somersault cloud, and looked behind the forest.

Behind the lush green forest, there are white clouds curling up in the distance, and the mountains are undulating.Wukong somersaulted on the clouds, and flew forward to look at them. He soared several times in a row, but he still couldn't catch up to the white cloud mountain.

Could it be another magic formation?
Wukong speculated in his heart and felt that he should not be too far away from other people, so he turned and flew back.Still soaring several times, there are boundless bodhi trees and mandala bushes, but Sanzang and Bajie are no longer to be found.

"Sure enough, he fell into another plot!" Wukong was a little angry, since he was taken under the mountain by Tathagata with the sword formation of Zhuxian, now he is being played everywhere!
"Maitreya, what are you doing!" Wukong was impatient, thinking of this, knowing that it was Maitreya's intention to separate his master and apprentice, he couldn't help shouting.

"Maitreya, if you don't show up, I will destroy all of your bodhi forest and mandala!" Wukong shouted, raised his golden cudgel and swept the ground.

All of a sudden, countless bodhi trees were swept to the ground by the golden cudgel, and the leaves and branches flew around. The same is true for mandala flowers, and bad luck is inevitable.

Wukong swept wildly, destroying a large forest of flowers, stopped the golden cudgel, and looked back, the bodhi branch that fell on the ground had bloomed many small beige flowers, and the flowers smelled like sandalwood.

Just as Wukong was amazed, he saw that those several mandala branches also grew rapidly, and countless beautiful and fragrant datura flowers bloomed in an instant.

"Flowers meet me and I meet people."

With the sound of the Buddha's name, a majestic mountain suddenly appeared in front of him, and a huge Buddha sat on the mountain.

On the top of the Buddha's head was a bright cloud and sun wheel, and his golden body and dharma body emitted thousands of golden lights. He put one hand by his mouth, and said in a voice like a bell: "Wukong, the flowers are blooming to see me. Since you are lucky to see me, why don't you hurry up now?" worship."

When Wukong saw Maitreya appearing, he said these words, chuckled lightly and said, "Since you play tricks and show yourself extraordinary, you have a way to make me worship you!"

"You monkey head, you are still so stubborn. Maitreya heard Wukong's words and said with a smile: "Wukong, I am the Buddha of the future. To see me is to see the future. Don't you want to know how you are going to learn the scriptures in the west? "

"Maitreya, you are the future Buddha. This Buddha has not yet been born, so you don't use words to scare me!" Wukong chuckled.

Although Maitreya is the future Buddha of the Western religion established by Jieyin and Zhunti, he has not yet been born in the future Posah Pure Land.

"I just need to hit your golden body with this stick, and your spell will be broken when you see my flowers bloom, but don't beg you for nothing!" Wukong held the golden cudgel in his hand, his figure was like a phantom, almost A flash has arrived in front of Maitreya.

"The monkey head is bold." Maitreya saw that Wukong would hit him as soon as he said it, and was slightly sullen. He yelled, and waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew up, and he swept towards Wukong.

Maitreya is the second-generation figure in the Western religion after Jieyin and Zhunti, and his mana is not weaker than Duobao. Now that Wukong treats him so disrespectfully, he doesn't take Wukong seriously.

"Maitreya, let you support him!" Wukong saw that Maitreya was so supportive of him, the golden cudgel flickered in his hand, and the figure flashed, turning into two, one was his incarnation of the Monkey King, and the other was his real body, slamming all over the place. , the incarnation of the Monkey King, with the golden cudgel in his hand, was about to fall on Maitreya's shoulder!
(End of this chapter)