Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

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“Meet Daozu!”

He quickly saluted, not called Shizun, but Daozu.

Since the two of them, they betrayed Xuanmen. After establishing the Buddhist Sect, they could no longer call Hongjun a teacher.

The bitter look of the two saints of the West was seen by Hongjun in his eyes, but he did not express anything, he is now united with the Dao of Heaven, he is the will of the world, ruthless and desireless, everything is only to maintain the stable operation of the world.

Hedao Hongjun pointed out, directly hit the Jun Ti Saint, and then his figure gradually dissipated and melted into heaven and earth.

This is a warning, although the quasi-raising hand has not affected anything, but the saint is not allowed to strike in the world, this is the law and rule that was set when the Westward Journey World was born, and it cannot be violated.

“Hey!”

Holding up the battered Jun Ti, he sighed heavily, although he was holy, he still had so many troubles. How pathetic.

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“I’m going back!!!” Sun Wukong said with a resolute look.

“Go back? Lao Tzu, I spent so much effort to get you out, and now you tell me that you want to go back? Jiang Hao laughed angrily, and he almost jumped up, wanting to hammer Sun Wukong’s monkey head.

Is this guy all the paste in his head?

“If you go, you won’t come back, and you may not be you!” The golden cicada clasped his hands together, and he recovered his memory, as the second disciple of Shakya Rulai, he was very clear about the means of Buddhism.

“Then you have to go, Lao Sun, I promised her!” Sun Wukong held the sun and moon divine lamp without a wick, and his demon eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling.

It turns out that Qi Tian Great Sage will also shed tears?

“Ha, how pathetic, how ridiculous!” Jiang Hao sneered, but this smile was very reluctant.

“In fact, we are just a poor fish, over the years, we have struggled to jump up again and again, each time thinking that we have got rid of that river, jumped into the air, and pounced on another river of life that belongs to me, but each time we are forcibly grabbed by a big hand, thrown back into the unchanging current, and always go in one direction.”

The golden cicada looked at Xitian and muttered, “Okay, taste the sweet, bitter, bitter, love and hatred of the world, and understand what great love is and what true Buddha is.”

Unfortunately, his way is not recognized by the gods and Buddhas, they are mocking and ridiculing him, but he has always insisted, but unfortunately, fate is always so foolish.

“Let’s go, for the master to face you!” The golden cicada touched the dull hair on Sun Wukong’s head, and he also looked determined.

“Hahaha, roll, get out, I shouldn’t have waded in this muddy water!!”

Jiang Hao looked up to the sky and laughed, he laughed very tired, his heart was so tired, these two stupid donkeys were not saved.

In the end, Sun Wukong and the golden cicada are still gone, and they are still moving towards their established destiny, which is sad and ridiculous.

“Heaven and earth operate, they have their own rules, you did it, right?”

Jiang Hao looked at the firmament, his eyes were deep and solemn, at this moment, he really understood what is the general trend of heaven and earth, what is fate and rules.

This is so terrifying that it can affect people in the underworld.

“The sword is my fate, where is the fate!”

“I, Jiang Hao, don’t believe in fate, sooner or later, I will prove my words!”

Jiang Hao also left, and at the same time he also took a stick, this stick is called: Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, weighing 13,500 catties, it is the soldier of Dayu to control water, also known as: Dinghai God Needle.

Because there is merit in water control, there is great merit, it is a top acquired merit spiritual treasure, if you are experiencing the calamity of traveling to the west, you will definitely be able to advance to the acquired merit treasure.

Buddha Gate is a good calculation, but unfortunately, now Sun Wukong gave this stick to Jiang Hao before leaving, and said that if he was not him, he would use this stick to wake him up or knock him to death.

“”Dapin Heavenly Immortal Recipe”, “Seventy-two Changes”, “Douyun”, “Law Heaven and Earth”, “Outer Body”…………?”

As soon as Jiang Hao was refined, he got a lot of orthodox Buddhist divine exercises from the stick, which was obviously deliberately placed in it by Sun Wukong.

“What I got myself, isn’t it what you taught?” It’s really clever, are you returning the favor? ”

Jiang Hao looked at the west from a distance with an inexplicable expression.

If loss is suffering, you are not afraid to give.

If the fall is suffering, do you want to be happy?

If confusion is suffering, should it begin or end.

If the pursuit is suffering, is it strength or obsession?

“The stars in the sky are many moons, the monks sing mountain songs in front of the door, the bowl is beaten every day and the chant is chanted, the incense ash is scattered on the ebony table, the Buddha beads are turned in the hands and labor, Buddha ah Buddha, Buddha ah Buddha, when will the fruit be corrected.”

Jiang Hao sang Buddhist songs, laughed and walked along, he greeted the brilliance, and wanted to return to the place that belonged to him.

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(ps: It’s still the third change, sleep, tomorrow if I can’t do five more, I’ll ………………… ）_

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