Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

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“Why not shoot? You are only a quasi-saint strength, and you do not violate the Dao Ancestor ban, if you make a sneak attack, although you are not very sure, seventy percent is also there! ”

Grandmaster Bodhi was walking above the nine skies, but suddenly a voice echoed in his ears, which seemed to come from his own body.

“Sneak attack? Ha, when did I wait for the saint to fall and use such a subterfuge? Grandmaster Bodhi laughed at himself and made a mistake to use him as a backhand of the Buddha.

“He should not belong to this world, this age, this space, he is an outlier and a variable, and he is removed by thunderous means, what is the next move?”

“It’s just an excuse, the Buddha’s path is prosperous, this is the general trend, no one can change it, why must we get rid of him?”

“It is true that no one can change it, but he may affect my Buddhist path, to what extent is it “prosperous”? What I want, you should understand! ”

“I naturally understand!”

As soon as Grandmaster Bodhi stopped walking, he spoke to himself, sometimes as if he was speaking to himself, sometimes as if he was speaking to heaven and earth.

“Then why don’t you make a move?”

“Because I also want to see if it can jump out?”

“What do you mean?”

“He is my apprentice, but not yours!”

“You and I are one!!!”

“Yes, you and I are one, but you don’t recognize it!”

At this point, the voice stopped abruptly, and Grandmaster Bodhi sang a ballad, turned into immortal light, and returned to the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. Slanted Moon Three Stars Cave.

Hundred Flowers Building.

Although the person has left, Jiang Hao still has palpitations, although he is only a good corpse of a saint, his realm is only a quasi-saint.

However, the attitude of Confucianism alone is enough to prove everything, and the horror of the saint does not need to be said.

“The battle of luck is that you die and I live, you don’t have to pay too much attention to it!” Mencius spoke of relief, which represented the attitude of Confucianism.

“You’re a troublemaker! Xunzi felt a pain in his brain when he looked at Jiang Hao, and he didn’t care about cutting through the void and leaving directly, obviously out of sight, out of mind.

Jiang Hao rolled his eyes, it has always been the Buddha Gate who caused trouble first, well, he just passively counterattacked, he didn’t carry this pot.

“I’m optimistic about you!”

Confucius gave Jiang Hao an encouraging smile and left with Mencius.

Everything returned to calm, Jiang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the “Journey to the West” in his hand, and suddenly remembered his conversation with Bodhi Grandmaster.

“No, according to the monkey’s temper, if he had this memory, what would he do?”

Jiang Hao shuddered inexplicably, he seemed, seemed, probably, really pitted the monkey.

“Gongzi, where are you going?”

Kong Yiya looked at Jiang Hao, who left in a hurry, and limped up, but was smashed by a heavy object on the two peaks.

Kong Yiya quickly caught it, it was “Journey to the West”.

“Remember to update!” Jiang Hao said a word, and the person disappeared into the sky.

On the way to the west, the Tang monk killed a big tiger who wanted to eat horses with a punch, and used its tiger skin to make a dress for Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong took it silently, although he didn’t say anything in his mouth, his attitude towards the Tang monk was much better.

Moving forward, six bandits came out on the road, and the Tang monk recited the trumpet of the Buddha and shouted: “Killing is protecting life, cutting karma is not beheading people!” ”

Sent this group of bandits to the Western Heavenly Bliss, the corners of Sun Wukong’s mouth twitched, is this still a monk?

The two of them walked very quickly, after a few days, it was the cold day of the moon, the wind was fierce, the frost was cold, and they went to some cliffs and rugged roads, and the mountains were steep and steep.

Exactly: snake winding mountain, eagle sorrow!

With a dragon groan, a white dragon jumped out and ate the Tang monk’s horse.

“Goku, look, Dragon!”

“See, see!”

“Goku, look, he ate our horse!”

“See, see!”

“Goku!”

“!”

“Go save the horse!”

“Go by yourself!”

“The division can’t swim!”

Monkey King: “…………………”

Sun Wukong’s fire eyes swept golden, but he found that the evil dragon had long lost its sound and shadow, and was about to go down to the river to look for it, and saw that there were many immortal gods floating over in the sky.

“Sun Dasheng is not annoyed, Tang Royal Brother Hugh is crying, I am waiting for a god sent by the bodhisattva, specially to secretly protect the sutra collector.”

When the Tang monk heard this, he pretended to bow quickly and said, “Amitabha Buddha, I don’t know what the names of the immortals and gods are!” ”

“I’m waiting for Six Ding, Liujia, Five Fang Jiao, Four Value Gong Cao, and Eighteen Guardian Jia Lan!”

“Great Sage, go catch the dragon, I will protect your master later!”

The immortal gods said so.

“He still wants you to protect? Ordinary demons are afraid that they have already been killed by his punch! Sun Wukong rolled his eyes wordlessly, and without saying a word, he disappeared into the eyes of the immortal gods.

“My apprentice, I don’t know how to be polite at all, I don’t know how to go, the immortals are not strange!”

“Come on, this is the tiger meat I just shot before, cut off the tiger meat, it’s a big supplement, little monk, I can’t eat meat, so give it to all the immortal gods!”

“Why are you looking at the little monk like that?”

All the immortals, you look at me, I look at you, everything is silent.

Sun Wukong dragged his steps, jumped to the edge of the stream, and used the magical power of turning over the river and stirring the sea, stirring up a water that was completely clarified by the eagle and steep stream, like the swollen waves of the Nine Curved Yellow River.

But this eagle is sad, thousands of holes are connected, but it can’t force out that evil dragon.

“Huh? Why does my heart hurt so much? Several names keep echoing in the ears, Supreme Treasure? Who is he? ”

Sun Wukong stopped suddenly, he was very irritable, as if he had made an unforgivable mistake, and always felt that there was something that needed him to carry.

“Land, come out!”

Sun Wukong calmed down a little, then called out the land, and the land guided Sun Wukong to find the bodhisattva.

“If you want to invite a bodhisattva, when do you have to return?” How can I endure hunger and cold! Sun Wukong said.

“Great Sage, you don’t need to move, the little god will invite the bodhisattva to come!” The golden head seemed to be passing by, and after hearing it, he quickly shouted, and then the figure disappeared.

It is not easy to mix some merit and luck, at least the acting also has to act with a seven or eight images, how can you just pass by?

The bodhisattva (non-Guanyin) soon came, introduced the ins and outs of the matter, then put on a show, and finally turned into a dragon horse and carried the Tang monk on his back on the road. _

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