Two hundred thousand monks and Buddhist soldiers in Lingshan sat cross-legged on the auspicious clouds.
Neatly lined up, glittering and mighty!
The nine-foot-long golden Tathagata Buddha sat on an auspicious cloud and closed his eyes slightly.
"Amitabha…"
Tathagata didn't want to say anything more, and he had nothing to say.
Just take it one day at a time.
When did Xitian go bankrupt? Return to Heaven and admit your mistake to the leader of Tongtian.
After all, from a certain point of view, it was not him who came to Xitian on his own initiative, but Taishang Laojun who saw that he had no fixed abode and turned Hu into a Buddha to recommend him to come.
Unlike Ran Deng, he is not a pure traitor...
…
The words indicate that Patriarch Bodhi left the Lingshan ruins, flew all the way around the four major continents, and came back to the foot of Lingshan.
Release the earth escape technique and enter the interior of Lingshan.
The purpose of making such a long circle is to prevent the monks from the Western Heaven and the people from Heaven from discovering it.
Since Heavenly Court doesn't give him face, there is no need for him to give Sanjie face anymore.
If there is no Western Heaven, what is the use of the Three Realms?
At this time, Lingshan's eight hundred mountain gods and eight hundred lands have not yet received orders from Emperor Fengdu and have not yet left.
Seeing Patriarch Bodhi, 1,600 mountain gods and goddesses all clasped their fists and bowed at the same time.
"See Zhunti Saint!"
"Um!"
Patriarch Bodhi had no expression on his face and looked coldly at the land of 1,600 mountain gods.
Eastern gods, they are all gods from the East!
Patriarch Bodhi's eyes froze, and suddenly, a golden light shrouded the Lingshan Mountain.
In just a short moment, before those 1,600 mountain gods could recover, all their golden spirits and souls were turned into powder and sucked into the body of Patriarch Bodhi.
"If you don't save face for me, Xitian, no one will think about it! It's time for it to end, it's time for you to die and me to live!"
Patriarch Bodhi's eyes turned cold and turned into rainbow light again, heading towards the bottom of Lingshan Mountain...
At the same time, by the Blackwater River.
Bailong just left, turned around and flew back.
only because.
Ding!
[Those who devote themselves to Taoism should not become a stepping stone to the success of the West. As Emperor Taixu, you should protect those who practice Taoism from being plotted by the West]
[System mission, rescue the three demons of Chechi Kingdom, and arrest the master who encouraged them to abuse the monks into the nine-story prison]
[Time: The Journey to the West team begins when they enter Chechi Country and ends when they leave Chechi Country]
[Task reward, discernment upgraded to level three]
[Unfinished: The system will permanently abandon the host]
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Bailong must complete the mission.
After so long, I have developed feelings for the system.
Although this dog system has no rules when assigning tasks, the rewards are very generous.
Regardless of feelings, if the system suddenly leaves, his progress will be slow.
Besides, Wisdom Eye can be upgraded to level three, why doesn't he do this task?
But the difficulty is, who are the masters of those three monsters?
Bailong opened his eyes for the second time and looked towards Che Chiguo in the distance.
Hundreds of monks were working hard in front of the city gate, their bodies whipped with whips, and they were sweating profusely.
The three demons were sitting cross-legged in the Sanqing Temple, praying for merit and divine water like the bronze statues of Sanqing.
They drank once, and their master gave each of them a bottle, which directly promoted the three animals to the early stage of Golden Immortal cultivation.
Bailong can conclude that their master must be from Xitian.
Most of the people from the West who came down to complete the mission were carrying Qingxin Beads with them, so it was normal for Bailong not to find them.
Forget it, when we arrived at Chechi Country, there were three Taoist priests questioning us.
At this time, when the four people in Xitian saw the white dragon, they all flew into the sky happily.
"Brother Long, why are you back?"
"Brother Long, are you reluctant to let go of your brothers and are you monitoring us?"
"Brother Long..."
When the three great Bodhisattvas in the clouds saw the white dragon, a haze suddenly flashed in their eyes.
Evil dragon!
If his grandma's evil dragon is gone, why is his grandma's evil dragon back?
Karma Remover Bodhisattva flashed his figure and landed on the cloud head, and took Bailong's arm.
"Bailong, didn't you leave? Why are you back again?"
Why are you back?
The question of eliminating karma is very to the point.
Bailong couldn't think of an excuse for a while, why he wanted to come back.
If the karma removal is not here, he does not need to reply at all, Manjushri and Samantabhadra cannot enter his Dharma eyes at all, Lingshan dares to push, the two of them are just a ball?
But Karma is his friend, his only friend in the West, and he will answer whatever he says.
Bailong rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Isn't it more than seven months late for the journey to the west? There are no monsters along the way. It's all walking time. I'm here to help you make up the time!"
oh?
A flash of surprise suddenly flashed across her beautiful eyes.
Manjushri Samantabhadra couldn't help but look at each other.
Will Nielong help them catch up on the time they lost in Journey to the West?
Has the sun risen in the west?
However, see clearly
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Long's sincere expression didn't mean he was teasing them.
Manjushri Samantabhadra did not dare to go down or get too close to the white dragon, so he had to listen carefully from the top of the cloud.
Chu Karma pouted and said: "Bailong, little sister is in dire straits now, you can't play with me anymore! Let Journey to the West go on well!"
That’s what I said!
When did Bailong take the initiative to embark on Journey to the West?
Isn't it forced by the system?
Besides, this mission is to find the masters of the three Taoist priests and kill them.
Bailong rubbed Karma Chu's head, took out today's three rounds of 1688, and stuffed it into Karma Chu's arms.
"Young girl, look at my current expression, does it look like he's here to cause trouble?"
"picture!"
He said it sincerely, with tears in his eyes.
Well?
Bailong shrugged.
"Since you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm not here to cause trouble this time. Believe it or not."
Zhu Karma didn't reply. He held Bailong's arm tightly and looked at the four people from the west with expressionless faces.
Bai Long waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brothers, get on the road and head towards Chechi Country!"
"okay!"
Four people traveling to the west stepped on the clouds and flew up at the same time.
But just as he was about to leave, Chu Karma pouted and tugged Bailong's arm.
"Bailong, they can't fly! If they can fly, even if they reach the destination, the westward journey plan won't be revealed. They have to go step by step."
oh?
Bailong frowned.
"I really don't know about this. Brothers, Xuanzang won't hold you back now. Let's go quickly and save time to get to Chechi Kingdom."
"okay!"
The four masters and disciples were completely obedient to Bai Long.
One person dragged a piece of luggage, shrank his feet to the ground, and ran westward in a puff of white smoke.
Yun Tou, Manjushri Bodhisattva and all the Dharma Protector Gods saw this in shock.
They scold the four members of Journey to the West every day, but they don't have Bailong's words to help them. This is the gap!
After a while, the four masters and disciples entered the territory of Chechi Kingdom.
Originally, this road took six months, from late autumn to early spring of the following year.
In the journey to the west plan, there is a poem as an introduction.
Seeking sutras to get rid of obstacles and travel to the west, there are countless famous mountains without stopping.
Rabbits are gone, crows are flying, driving day and night, crows are crowing, flowers are falling since spring and autumn.
There are three thousand realms under the eyes of a mote of dust, and four hundred states beside the head of a tin staff.
Staying in the water, dining in the wind, climbing the purple roads, I don't know when I will turn back.
Manjusri Samantabhadra did not expect that he could make it back in one day and one night for six months.