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Chapter 211 parting words

The young monk couldn't express his suffering, and almost burst into tears, saying:

"No, Abbot, it's true. What I see in the mirror is that monkey."

The abbot of the Pure Land Sect was furious. He grabbed the Buddhist mirror from the monk's hand and cast a spell to look at it. He was stunned. The previous Pure Land of Buddhism, with its gold, stone, jade steps, and glazed relics, hardly looked like a place in the human world, but now it almost changed.

It turned into a demolition ruin, or a garbage dump, and it looked simply miserable.

It took the abbot a while to come to his senses, and with trembling lips, he said:

"Amitabha, what's going on?"

He raised his hand and slapped the young disciple next to him on the head, and said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

The young monk was about to burst into tears: "My disciple has already said it."

The abbot became angry: "I'm asking you, who did it?!"

The young monk said blankly:

"A monkey."

"…………"

The abbot almost coughed up blood out of frustration, so he immediately said no more, put away the mirror, and hurried to the forbidden area behind the mountain.

………………

Zhang Liling saw two junior disciples approaching and asked casually: "How is it?"

"Have you noticed anything wrong here?"

Both men shook their heads.

Zhang Liling said: "Then what did you two do just now?"

One of them explained the results of the search just now, and after a slight pause in his voice, he said casually: "But when we came back, we saw a monk over there watching Journey to the West. Tsk, tsk, tsk, the special effects are simply amazing."

"It's just not good at all. The havoc in the Heavenly Palace has been changed to the havoc in the Lingshan Mountain."

"It also seems to have added the drama of flooding Jinshan Mountain, and there is water everywhere in Daleiyin Temple."

Zhang Liling was listening with a smile, but when he heard this sentence, his smile paused and he said to himself in surprise:

"Monkey? Water?"

"Wait a minute, is that monkey you saw golden or white?"

The two young men were stunned and subconsciously replied: "It seems...the face is white, and the body is pure white and bluish...because it is surrounded by water vapor, so the overall look should be white..."

A white-haired monkey that can control water.

Zhang Liling's eyes twitched and he gasped:

"The face is white and green, the body is golden, the eyes are golden and the teeth are white, and there are no branches."

"Buddhist..."

He stood up suddenly and said: "That's not Journey to the West, it's true. No wonder this old bald donkey runs so fast."

He suddenly thought of a ridiculous idea, and his lips trembled:

"Damn it, could someone have shown Journey to the West to that monkey?!"

Perhaps because he was too anxious to get up, the teacup on the table fell down and broke into two pieces. Zhang Liling's movements were stagnant. The two young men's eyes twitched and they backed away from each other. Zhang Liling was silent for a moment, with a serious look on his face.

He said: "Everything is empty. Then go down the mountain to the supermarket to buy two and return them to the master."

"Don't let people think we are stingy. Buying two more expensive ones costs at least one or two hundred yuan, you know?"

"Business matters now."

He immediately cast a spell and, like flying smoke, he ran directly in the direction of the old monk.

While walking, he sent a text message to Zhang Tianshi.

"Wuzhiqi made a big fuss in the Buddhist Pure Land."

"Too much of a coincidence."

"The disciple suspected that someone showed him Journey to the West."

……………………

In the wonderful scenery of Lingshan Mountain.

Wuzhi Qi's true spirit struck left and right. In his hand, Dayu gathered the iron tools forged by Jiuzhou craftsmen and turned it into a long stick. It turned like the wind, and the water flow surged like thunder. He laughed wildly and hit the spiritual mountain.

The wonderland stirs like a puddle of mud.

The gathered Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were knocked to pieces one by one.

"These are all true cultivators from our seniors, and they are all practicing the Tao."

"It's a pity."

"It would be a shame to throw it away."

Wei Yuan was invisible and followed Wuzhiqi with tears in his eyes. Now that he was a true spirit, he had to temporarily store these relics in the Crouching Tiger Order. Unfortunately, Wuzhiqi was too powerful and these fake Buddhas

False gods are really ordinary. The vast majority of their relics have been smashed into pieces, but the ones that are intact are only a few.

Wei Yuan also noticed that the relics here seemed to have the same energy.

It is not as smooth and lively as the two relics given by Yuanjue.

The ones here are more like gems full of Taoist magic.

The aura above is also similar. I'm afraid it belongs to a family's dharma lineage. This dharma lineage has done the things in this magical realm of Lingshan. Do other dharma lineages have similar plans? Or, there are many branches of Taoism, and there are various

It is normal for people to be confused when the world opens up like the heretical side door.

Wuzhiqi's outburst this time was random and random.

It was a joke, but it didn't contain too much murderous intent.

Therefore, that group of so-called monks, Buddhas and bodhisattvas fled in various directions, and only half of them survived.

He raised his hand to lift the iron rod, stirred the water flow, and was about to draw out the power of the Huai River's water veins and smash it down directly to smash the Great Leiyin Temple to the ground. The iron rod in his hand suddenly turned into a chain, and started to fall again.

It was bound to Wuzhiqi, even if it took advantage of the opportunity of the giant Buddha here to appear.

Wuzhiqi's true spirit cannot stay outside for too long.

It's okay if it's a dream. Once you use your power, it will affect the seal under the Huai River Turtle Mountain.

Wuzhi Qi clicked his tongue. Knowing the power of King Yu's seal, he didn't do much to stop him. He gestured with his middle finger and slowly disappeared. From here, he was pulled back to the land of Huai River. Because he lost Wuzhi Qizhen

With the blessing of the spirit, all the yellow scarf warriors who charged and killed were scattered immediately, leaving only monkey hairs on the ground.

On Wei Yuan, the blindness that originally belonged to Wuzhi Qi also dissipated.

He could also add it to himself, but he might not be able to hide it from the eyes of these big Buddhas, so he simply unblocked the blind method openly. Many monks, Buddhas and bodhisattvas took a long breath and helped the big Buddha up. Seeing that their heads were full of

There is a pimple with the word "Yuan" on the corner of my forehead. I don't know whose hand it is or what the heel is. Buddhism can't resolve it, so I have to pretend that there is no such word on it.

The big Buddha pretends that there is no such word on it, and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas pretend that they cannot see the word.

Just when I was glad that the monkey had left, I turned around and saw that the man who had made the prediction before was actually still there. I saw him with a tall crown and a handsome face, as if he came from the past. He looked at the Buddhas in Lingshan with a half-smile but not a smile.

With a laid-back temperament, he asked leisurely:

"I saw how hard it was for you, so I came here in person."

"Who will do the math next?"

The Buddhas swept over the remnants of relics everywhere, but no one answered for a while.

"…………"

Wei Yuan took a step forward.

All the monks, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas subconsciously retreated.

The entire Lingshan Pure Land was completely silent.

The giant Buddha was about to hold on and take action. Suddenly, a tall Buddhist protector with an eagle on his shoulders came out of the crowd and shouted:

"The evildoer has cultivated wildly."

Then under the surprised gazes of all the monks and Buddhas, the Dharma Protector rushed straight towards the mountain god with a high crown and a broad belt. He was magnificent. When he took action, Buddhist sutras were chanted, which was quite extraordinary. The man with ancient temperament raised his hand, but

The protector god caught the blow with all his strength without causing a trace of smoke.

The Buddhas were even more frightened and lost their intention to take action.

The blow just now was blocked with almost all his strength, but it was easily blocked.

Golden light bloomed on the body of the protector, and he seemed to be fighting with all his strength.

The ancient-faced man's expression showed no fluctuations, and was extremely indifferent. It seemed that the Dharma Protector's actions were like a mantis using his arms as a chariot, and it was actually a bit tragic. Many monks and Buddhas couldn't help but clasp their hands, and were filled with emotion for this Dharma Protector.

Wei Yuan held the palm of his true spirit.

While those Buddhists were unaware of the problem, they quickly 'copied' the contents of their own memories.

Hurry up, hurry up...

It's just a pity that the status of the Dharma Protector is still a bit low.

A lot of knowledge, as well as the essentials of Buddhist classics, and many magical powers are all vague. If you know a part of it, it will be broken when it comes to the really important core. Wei Yuan originally planned to take back this true spirit directly, but he swept

The monks and Buddhas looked in awe, their hearts moved slightly, and they gave up their original plan.

With a calm expression, with a flick of his sleeves, the protector vomited blood and flew out with great cooperation.

He was caught by the monks and Buddhas.

Only the iron eagle seemed to be ordered by the protector god to 'attack and kill' the man, but was directly covered by the sleeves and robes, and became silent again.

The Buddhas were frightened.

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that the monks and Buddhas were frightened by the remaining power and did not dare to take action easily. He looked around again and saw that the place was no longer as solemn and majestic as when he first saw it. There were ruins everywhere.

He saw a Buddhist sutra written on a stone and read it out:

'In the Land of Ultimate Bliss, there is a pool of seven treasures, filled with water of eight virtues. The bottom of the pool is made of pure gold sand. The steps on the four sides are made of gold, silver, glazed glass, and glass. There are pavilions above, also made of gold, silver, glazed glass, and clams.

It is decorated with red pearls and agate.'

'That Buddha's land is always filled with heavenly music, with gold as the ground, and mandala flowers from the sky at six o'clock in the day and night.'

'That Buddha has countless and boundless voice-hearers and disciples, all of whom are Arhats, which cannot be known by calculation. The same is true for all Bodhisattvas.'

Wei Yuan raised his eyes again to see where this pure land was, and suddenly felt that it was extremely ridiculous. He said it was peaceful and comfortable, but everywhere was the luxury and enjoyment that humans could seek. He also said that it was no better than the ascetic life in the world. As long as he heard the sermon, he would be like Arhats and Bodhisattvas, denying self-cultivation.

, put all the means of relief on others.

The method of getting something for nothing is naturally favored by people.

Wei Yuan casually grabbed a Buddha flag next to him, flicked his wrist, twisted the flags together, dipped in the golden Buddha's blood that could be seen everywhere on the ground, and wrote four big characters on the collapsed golden beams and jade pillars in one go. Dragons and phoenixes were dancing, and he just felt

With a happy mind, he glanced at all the Buddhas and left with a puff of his sleeves.

……………………

Zhang Liling caught up with the old monk. The latter was very anxious. He immediately thought that if he involved the Dragon Tiger Mountain and fought the monkey together, it would at least be better than his family coming up, so he entered from the forbidden area.

In that secret place.

All of them lost their minds.

I saw that the pure Buddhist spiritual mountain wonderland was turned into a pile of ruins.

The Buddhas took shelter long ago before the people came.

So the open space here was almost like a ghost land. The old monk's palms were trembling and he could hardly think when he saw this scene. He also saw the golden beams and jade pillars lying on the ground, with four big characters on them, dragons and phoenixes dancing, hearty!

That makes no sense!

Zhang Liling was stunned and praised loudly: "Good, good!"

"OK!"

"What a good word!"

Then he strangely swept over the relics that were broken into dregs all over the ground, touched his palms and sighed:

"The master is indeed a master, and what he says is a maxim. No, I mean, don't tell lies."

"Sure enough, there are only rotten stones all over the ground."

"Xiaodao admires, admires."

The old monk pointed at Zhang Liling, his palms trembling.

"you you……"

"puff!"

The old monk, who had not gone down the mountain for fifty years, spurted blood from his mouth and fell down, but was caught by the young monk.

Because he was so angry, or because the blow was too great, there was no way the monk could recover from his injuries in this temple. The monk who walked in vertically was carried out horizontally by a group of disciples, and he quickly went down the mountain and crossed the river.

, I went to the city for treatment.

Zhang Liling sneered: "Fifty years of seclusion, I can bear to see the suffering of the people."

"There's nothing that can't be blown by the eight winds."

"Wasn't he also spanked across the river?"

The Taoist disciple next to him twitched his lips and said, "Uncle."

"Um?"

"We are a Taoist family, not a Yin-Yang family..."

"Talk too much."

Zhang Liling patted the young man's head, turned on his phone, and saw the reply from his great-uncle.

I don’t know why, but I only replied two sentences in more than ten minutes.

"fine……"

Zhang Ruosu's eyes twitched, he looked at his friend list, typed out each word:

"It's my own monkey."

……………………

Wei Yuan picked up the relic in his hand.

It seems that it is enough to give Wu Yi a second way.

Perhaps, Article 3 is enough.

PS: Today’s first update is 3,600 words, and I hope the second update will come out before eleven o’clock~


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