The Tang Dynasty was a huge country, and all the people practiced Taoism. The small Jisai Kingdom could not afford to offend it.
The king stamped the customs clearance document without saying a word.
The four masters and apprentices left the country of Jisai, and the following scenes of the fifty-fifth difficulty, Snake Spirit, the fifty-sixth difficulty, Sai Taisui, and the seventy-nine difficulty were all performed perfectly.
Most of them are little monsters. Bailong can destroy them by himself. There is no need to invite gods and Buddhas all over the sky.
There are also some powerful monsters that appear as gods or mounts, which is not interesting.
In the blink of an eye, eight years passed by and everyone arrived at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.
Sun Wukong laughed: "Brother Long, Journey to the West is finally coming to an end."
Um!
Bailong nodded and cleared away his karma with a smile on his face.
This troublesome life for Bara is finally over.
Fortunately, since Bai Long became Tang Monk, the journey has been smoother.
Lingyundu.
The mountain is above the clouds, the river rushes past below, and a single-plank bridge spans the sky.
Bailong and Sun Wukong know where this is. Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng have never been to Lingshan, and they don't know about Lingyundu.
In order to save time, Bailong grabbed Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng and threw them into the river.
Then, Bailong and Sun Wukong also jumped down.
Coincidentally, Amitabha Buddha participated in this performance, and his incarnation guided them across the river.
The boat has no bottom, but the two of them are very stable when they stand on it.
On the Lingyun Ferry, the golden bodies of Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng remained on it. At this time, the souls gathered another layer of golden bodies.
Zhu Bajie no longer looks like a pig, but looks like Marshal Tianpeng before, and Sha Wujing also looks like General Rolling Curtain.
Bailong smiled slightly and said, "Jie Yin, long time no see!"
snort!
Amitabha Buddha said not a word.
He became angry when he saw Bailong.
For eight years, he tried every means to cure Bailong and interfere with Bailong's journey to the west, but he was perfectly resolved by Bailong every time.
Moreover, none of the monks in Xitian could bring themselves to the forefront, and none of them stood up and said they wanted to kill Bai Long.
Maybe they are all afraid.
However, the hatred between Bailong and Amitabha will never be resolved.
Not only did he kill Zhunti, Bailong also destroyed the glory of Xitian, and his plan to use the journey to the west to rise to glory in Xitian failed.
There are still so many magic weapons and former dignity...
Don't think about it one by one. If you think too much, you will shed tears.
After a while, Amitabha drove the boat to a cave.
Suddenly, the water surface exploded!
The boat disappeared without a trace.
Hahaha, ahhahahaha!
Amitabha flew far away, clasping his hands together, shining with golden light, and stared at the white dragon coldly.
"Evil dragon! If these three monsters don't choose to join us in the West, then they will never survive!"
Sudden!
A golden Buddha fell slowly in mid-air.
Everyone's heads were dizzy, breathing was difficult, and they couldn't exert any strength.
"Brother Long!"
"Jie Yin, are you crazy? Did you hit the three of them with the Vajra Curse?"
"Hmph! Evil Dragon, it was you who harmed them! They are great monsters trained by me, Xitian, and they want to join the Taixu Spiritual Palace and take me, a saint, seriously, right? Then they must die!"
ah?
White Dragon can withstand this Vajra Curse and eliminate karmic obstacles without any problem, but Sun Wukong and the other three cannot. They are just Taiyi Golden Immortal.
The white dragon's figure flashed, flew into the air, waved his hand to release the Tathagata Palm, and held Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk in his hands.
He took out a Qiankun bag, put the three people into it, and put them into the system.
However, this is the moment.
Amitabha laughed loudly: "Haha
Ha, evil dragon, you have fallen into a trap! Silence!"
ah?
Bailong's clone had no skills, so he was hit by a silence spell from Amitabha and got his neck stuck.
Bailong's face was full of disbelief. He didn't expect that after eight years of silence and eight years of peace, at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, Amitabha would still want to kill him?
With his neck stuck, Amitabha felt dizzy and his soul was about to float out.
At this moment, Amitabha felt indescribably happy.
"Nie Long, I have been waiting for this day for eight years!"
When Amitabha Buddha exerted his strength, Bailong's face turned red and he began to kick his feet.
The white dragon was cast down by the saint, and the ecstasy spell could not be released, nor could any spell be released.
Simply relying on physical strength, Bailong is definitely no match for Amitabha.
Karma Remover Bodhisattva was startled and said in surprise: "Master, what are you doing? You can't kill Bailong. If he dies, can the three heavens spare you? I heard from Bailong that the three heavens have always tolerated him.
I asked him if I had any difficulties after the journey to the west."
snort!
Amitabha sneered and said: "Please ask him? Is there anything in the three heavens that I, a saint, can't handle? Is it necessary to let a quasi-sage little dragon do it? Disciple, don't worry, this cave has been built for the master for eight years.
It is the multi-colored glaze in the sky. Even the gods can't see the scene here. Even the saints can't break the glaze here. No one will know where he went. When I draw out his soul, I will throw out the clone and enter.
His body will continue to live in the name of Bailong, and Xitian will soon regain its former glory!"
ah?
Karma Remover Bodhisattva did not expect that Amitabha Buddha, who had been silent for eight years, was actually planning this place.
It actually took eight years to create such a mysterious cave!
But facing the Master, what can she say?
But she couldn't watch Bai Long die like this, he was his best friend!
what to do?
what to do?
Hahaha, ahhahahaha!
Amitabha laughed loudly: "Naughty dragon, your life is at an end! Soul-sucking curse!"
Buzz!
Suddenly, a violent wind blew up throughout the cave.
The white dragon's soul was tearing outward bit by bit.
Bailong was also extremely regretful. His neck was stuck and he couldn't utter a sound. He could only pull Amitabha's hand hard...
However, he couldn't bridge the disparity in strength at all.
Could it be that he died like this?
impossible?
Bai Long had a premonition that the three great heavens had been protecting him. They must have asked for something after the end of the journey to the west. How could he die for no reason?
However, his soul is being torn outward bit by bit, and if it weren't for the protection of the immortal golden body, it would be torn out soon.
Amitabha, this trick is really evil.
Without hurting other people's golden bodies, without destroying other people's souls, you can directly tear out their souls?
Is this the terrifying thing about saints?
Bailong worked hard and thought of solutions rapidly in his mind.
what to do?
Amitabha laughed sadly.
"Hahaha, ahhahahaha! Nielong, although you have an immortal golden body, you also have the ability to be resurrected. But I will directly destroy your soul, and your soul and golden body will be safe as before. Resurrection is useless, right? Besides, I will destroy your soul directly.
, you have all kinds of abilities, but if you are silenced, what moves can you unleash, even if you self-destruct your soul, right?"
Damn it! Damn it!
Bailong strengthened his soul and clenched his fists tightly.
snort!
"Hahaha, evil dragon, let's see how long you can last!"
Amitabha's eyes widened, and the soul-absorbing spell became stronger. This chapter has been completed!