The Great Lord of the World

The old man was very happy.

In the Guanyin Temple in the prehistoric world, Bajie secretly came to Wukong's room in the middle of the night. Wukong looked at Bajie with a wretched smile on his face.

Wukong said cautiously: "Bajie, what are you doing in my room?"

Feeling the breath Wukong exuded to the surrounding space, the pressure of the saint in the half-step Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian realm instantly suppressed all of Bajie's thoughts.

Bajie's soul began to tremble in front of Wukong's pressure. Bajie saw that he was about to be suppressed by Wukong, and said in horror:

"Big Brother, a little monk entered the master's room tonight, I am here to tell you in person!"

Wukong heard Bajie's answer, waved his hand and slapped Bajie out of the prehistoric world. Bajie, who was slapped, finally stopped after thousands of water splashes on the East China Sea.

After a long time on the East China Sea, Bajie woke up shaking his head. Looking at the surrounding environment, he was bitter.

Bajie complained in his heart. He just wanted to please the big brother and tell him that a little monk entered the master's room.

I didn't expect the big brother to be so cruel. He just finished explaining and he took action directly, and he was so cruel that he slapped him out of the prehistoric world.

Bajie touched his head with lingering fear. Fortunately, he was not beaten into a meat paste by the big brother.

Just when Bajie was secretly thankful, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Bajie, what are you doing here?"

Bajie looked up and saw his senior brother Sun Wukong standing in front of him, smiling at him.

"Big brother, why are you here?" Bajie stuttered in fear.

"Of course I came to see if there is water in your pig head." Wukong said.

"Then I really thank you for your concern, senior brother. Fortunately, I am strong after all. Otherwise, if you, senior brother, are half a step into the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, I will be reduced to ashes." Bajie said.

"Brother Bajie, a slap will not make you reduced to ashes. After all, if a saint in the realm of Hunyuan takes action, you will not have the chance to be reduced to ashes." Wukong said.

Before Bajie started to complain, Wukong's voice came again.

"I already knew it. I just felt a little monk outside the master's room. He was trying to go in secretly.

I guess the little monk is just an ant. The old abbot of Guanyin Temple has bad intentions. But with the strength of the master in the late stage of Hunyuan Jinxian, we don't need to take action." Wukong said.

"Ah, so that's the case, big brother, you are so amazing." Bajie said.

"Hahaha, Bajie, you are not bad. You can resist my casual slap. Not bad, not bad. You deserve to be reincarnated into a pig." Wukong said.

Hearing Wukong's ridicule, Bajie was extremely helpless! If it weren't for the calculation of the will of the prehistoric heaven, even if he was given the best innate spiritual treasure, he would not be willing to reincarnate into a pig.

If it weren't for the Hunyuan origin left by the master, he would really become a monster that is neither human nor pig in the calculation of the will of heaven.

Looking at Bajie who was beaten by him, Wukong grabbed Bajie's sturdy body with one hand and flew to the long river of time and space in the prehistoric world.

Then he entered the prehistoric spiritual world, and Wukong threw Bajie into the innate spiritual root garden. Then Wukong said to Bajie:

"Those Buddhist disciples in the human world are no match for the master, so we won't intervene. This is the prehistoric spiritual world. You can enjoy the fruits of these endless innate spiritual roots at will!"

Bajie in the innate spiritual root garden below looked at the innate spiritual roots that seemed to be endless. Only then did he know why there was a saying in the spiritual world that "the prehistoric innate spiritual roots converge in 90% of the spiritual world".

While Bajie was sighing, Xiaobailong had transformed into a little fairy with dragon horns on her head, shuttling through the innate spiritual root tree.

Different innate spiritual root fruits entered Xiaobailong's mouth one by one. Seeing Xiaobailong eating heartily, Bajie couldn't help himself and joined Xiaobailong's team.

He had completely forgotten his master, the Great Master Sanzang.

In the dojo of Lingying in the spiritual world, Wukong suddenly appeared behind Lingying and hugged her.

Lingying felt a familiar breath and asked, "Monkey, aren't you going to protect the Great Master Sanzang on his journey to the west? How come you still have time to come and see me?"

Wukong's gentle

Stroking Lingying's head, feeling the softness of Lingying's black hair in his hand, he calmly answered:

"Don't worry, my master Sanzang is not that simple, his strength is not much worse than mine."

"Ah!" Lingying was surprised.

Seeing this, Wukong directly passed on to Lingying the information that Master Sanzang had hunted beasts and cooked for his disciples along the way.

After Lingying's soul swept over, her eyes were full of curiosity. After all, she only knew that Master Sanzang was a Buddhist disciple in the Tang Dynasty in the human world.

Master Sanzang, a seemingly ordinary Buddhist disciple, hides amazing strength. He embarked on the journey to the west with Wukong, and Master Sanzang showed a different side.

When facing ferocious beasts, Master Sanzang always rushed to the front without fear, showing extraordinary fighting ability.

It can be said that he has no Buddhist Dharma, and every time he directly relies on his physical body to scare the enemy.

After the fierce battle, Master Sanzang did not rest, but immediately started another important task - cooking for his disciples.

Master Sanzang's cooking skills are excellent. He can always make delicious meals with simple ingredients.

Every time he eats, his disciples always gather around him, looking forward to tasting his cooking skills.

In the Sanzang wing room of Guanyin Temple in the prehistoric world, because he was dragged by the old abbot of Guanyin Temple to discuss the Tao before, Sanzang was sleeping soundly on his bed in a "big" shape.

At this moment, the old abbot looked at the black bear spirit in front of him and said:

"Black Wind King, I don't care about all the disciples of Guanyin Temple, but the spiritual robes carried by Master Sanzang..."

Before the old abbot finished speaking, the strong man transformed by the black bear spirit patted his shoulder, almost making the old abbot die.

"Don't worry, the Lingbao cassock is useless to me, but the human blood essence cannot be lost this time, otherwise I will not give it to you even if I destroy the Lingbao cassock." said the black bear spirit.

Upon hearing this, the old abbot immediately nodded and bowed, then took out a small box from his arms. Inside the box was a jade bottle with some golden liquid rolling in it.

"King Black Wind, look, this is the human blood essence I collected. As long as you agree to let me take the Lingbao cassock of the Three Burials Master, I will give it to you immediately." said the old abbot.

The black bear looked at the jade bottle in the old abbot's hand, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, but he still resisted the desire in his heart and said:

"Give the jade bottle to me, and then take your people out of Guanyinyuan. I will immediately take the spiritual robes of Master Sanzang for you."

The old abbot was delighted when he heard the black bear's words, and immediately handed the jade bottle to the black bear, and then fled Guanyinyuan with his trusted disciples.

After the black bear got the jade bottle, he couldn't wait to open the lid, and then swallowed the human blood in the jade bottle.

"Hahahaha, I finally got the human blood. As long as I refine this human blood, I can break through the current realm and become a more powerful existence." The black bear laughed loudly.

After a while, the black bear who swallowed the human blood, the magic power surged, and his body was shaking constantly. His eyes became more greedy, and his desire for the human blood had reached the extreme.

In order to continue to let the old abbot of Guanyin Temple help him collect the essence and blood of the human race and let Buddhism bear the karma of the human race, the black bear spirit had to take action.

His aura of the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm burst out, and the entire Guanyin Temple was filled with endless black winds and terrifying black evil fog.

This breath made people feel suffocated, as if the whole world was shrouded in darkness.

Then, the black bear spirit entered the room of Master Sanzang. He looked at the sleeping Sanzang, his eyes filled with endless greed.

At this moment, the black bear spirit has been completely eroded by the evil spirit of the prehistoric world, and has forgotten the teachings of Yun Zhongzi of the Taoist sect.

He has only one thought in his mind, that is, to devour more human essence and blood and break through his own realm.

The black bear spirit picked up Sanzang's luggage casually, and a gray flame containing endless resentment surged out of his hand. This flame is the power he obtained from the prehistoric world, and has the power to destroy everything.

The black bear demon threw the flame onto Sanzang's bed without hesitation. He wanted to burn Sanzang to ashes and then devour his blood.

However, just as the flame was about to touch Sanzang, a white light suddenly burst out from Sanzang's body. This light turned into a huge hand of the Netherworld Burial Qi, holding the gray flame tightly.

The black bear demon was horrified to find that his gray flame could not break free of the Netherworld Burial Qi.

The giant hand restrained it and could only watch it being annihilated by the burial gas.

The terrified black bear spirit ignited the mortal world. When the flames had spread, the black bear spirit turned and fled into the void, disappearing in the Guanyin Temple.

At the same time, the dark vision within a radius of thousands of miles also disappeared.

After one night, the entire Guanyin Temple turned into ashes, and the bodies of the Buddhist disciples of Guanyin Temple had turned into charcoal.

Sanzang slowly got up from the smoking bed and looked at the rooms around him that had no walls or roofs.

Sanzang looked at the ruins around him that were burned by the flames with a confused look on his face. Seeing that his luggage was gone, Sanzang thought that his disciples had separated in the middle of the night.

At this time, on the Lingshan Mountain in the Buddhist world, the Tathagata Buddha sat on the nine-grade merit lotus platform, pinching the Dharma seal with his hands and reciting the true scriptures. Below, the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Vajra and other disciples stood in line and listened respectfully.

However, the Buddha suddenly stopped, with a trace of worry on his face.

The Buddha looked at the disciples who protected the Three Burials and found that they had gone their separate ways. Even the Lingbao cassock given to the Three Burials by Buddhism had been taken away by the demon.

This made the Buddha feel very helpless. He knew that the Three Burials' path of practice was destined to be full of ups and downs and tribulations, but he also believed that the Three Burials would be able to overcome all difficulties and eventually achieve the position of Buddha.

After thinking for a while, the Buddha said to several Arhats under the Lingshan Mountain:

"Shaxin Arhat, you go to Yunmengze in the prehistoric world and take back the Lingbao cassock that the black bear spirit took away."

Shaxin Arhat heard the Buddha's order and immediately stood up, put his hands together, saluted the Buddha, and then said:

"Disciple Shaxin will live up to the Buddha's trust and convert the black bear spirit to correct the power of Buddhism."

Then, the Shaxin Arhat turned into peach blossom petals and dissipated, flying towards the prehistoric world. Wherever he passed, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds and Buddha's light, showing his incomparable magical powers.

The Arhats on the Lingshan Mountain looked at the Shaxin Arhat who was about to go to the human world, and their eyes were full of envy and admiration.

Shaxin Arhat flew all the way and soon arrived at Yunmengze in the prehistoric world. He stood on the cloud, overlooking the Yunmengze below. He saw that the water was vast and misty, like a fairyland.

However, he had no intention to appreciate the beautiful scenery. He had only one thought in his mind, that is, to find the black bear spirit as soon as possible and take back the Lingbao cassock.

The Killing Heart Arhat landed on the shore of Yunmengze and searched carefully along the lake. He found some traces left by the black bear spirit, and following these traces, he found the hiding place of the black bear spirit.

The Killing Heart Arhat stood at the entrance of the cave and shouted loudly: "Black Bear Spirit, come out quickly and return the Lingbao cassock, otherwise don't blame the ruthlessness of the Buddhist law in my hand."

The Black Bear Spirit was very scared when he heard the Killing Heart Arhat's voice. He knew that he was not the opponent of the Killing Heart Arhat, but he was unwilling to hand over the Lingbao cassock. He made up his mind and decided to fight to the death.

The Black Bear Spirit rushed out of the cave and pounced on the Killing Heart Arhat. The Killing Arhat was not in a hurry. He recited the scriptures, formed a seal with his hands, and attacked the Black Bear Demon.

The Black Bear Demon screamed and was beaten back. The Killing Arhat took the opportunity to rush into the cave and found the Lingbao cassock.

The Killing Arhat took the Lingbao cassock, walked out of the cave, and said to the Black Bear Demon:

"Black Bear Demon, you have known your sins. I should have executed you, but I am merciful and give you a chance to reform. If you are willing to put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot, I will spare your life."

The Black Bear Demon laughed loudly when he heard the Killing Arhat's words: "You Buddhist hypocrites are worthy of me putting down my butcher knife. In this case, you will perish with me! Hahahahaha..."

Before the Killing Arhat could react, the calamity of the Black Bear Demon's body erupted, and then all the essences of the late Daluo Jinxian exploded.

The Killing Arhat felt the madness of the Black Bear Demon and immediately sacrificed his spiritual treasure. At the same time, a terrifying force of purgatory killing turned into layers of shields to help the Killing Arhat resist the power of the Black Bear Demon's self-destruction.