Chen Jiangliu was still fighting with Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, White Dragon Horse, Guanyin, Manjushri and Samantabhadra.

He fought from Heaven to the Four Seas, from the Four Seas to the Western Lingshan…

Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple.

The Buddha Tathagata sat upright on the golden lotus of ninth grade merit, and felt the battle between Guanyin, Samantabhadra, and Manjushri and Jin Chanzi. His face suddenly changed, "How could it be like this..."

In Lingshan, the Buddha's light flashed, and the Buddha Tathagata appeared in his Dharma body and said, "Stop!"

Chen Jiangliu, however, was the Buddha of Tathagata. His true spirit continued to display his supernatural powers and fought against the three Bodhisattvas, Guanyin, Manjushri and Samantabhadra.

Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra also used Buddhist magic to fight back.

The two sides fought in great battle, as if they had not heard the decree of the Buddha Tathagata.

"Stop!" The Buddha of Tathagata shouted lightly, and the quasi-saint's great perfection was fully released, and in an instant, he shook off the three Bodhisattvas and the Golden Cicadazi.

"Little monk, pay homage to the Buddha of Tathagata!" Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra were shaken away a thousand feet away, and their faces were slightly relaxed.

Chen Jiangliu snorted coldly and saluted the Buddha.

"Why did you have a dispute?"

Manjushri and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva bowed respectfully, "Buddha, the dispute was initiated by the Golden Cicadazi."

Buddha Tathagata frowned slightly and looked at Jin Chanzi, "Why did you have a dispute with him when you are seeking scriptures in the west?"

Chen Jiangliu listened to the questioning of Buddha Tathagata, and smiled with confidence, "Yes, it's the dispute that I have had!"

"Whoever loves to take this sutra, I will not take it anymore."

"Bold! Being arrogant! Obtaining scriptures is a major plan for our Buddhist school. How come you want to take the stools, and you don't want to take the stools?" The Buddha Tathagata scolded.

"hehe!"

"If you don't distinguish between black and white, how could the saint choose you as the leader of the Buddhist sect?" Chen Jiangliu sneered.

"Dark Jin Chanzi, how could you make a mistake in front of the Buddha? How dare you question the decision of the saint?" Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra all shouted coldly.

Chen Jiangliu saw the Tathagata Buddha singing and the three Bodhisattvas together, and he lost his patience in his heart. He looked directly at the Tathagata Buddha and asked loudly: "Buddha, do you know about the Lion Camel Kingdom?"

"Know!"

"I know? Just watch the hundreds of millions of human races in the Lion Camel Kingdom be eaten? Eat?"

The Buddha Tathagata finally knew the reason why Jin Chanzi had a dispute with the three Bodhisattvas. His face was calm and there was no fluctuation. He was silent for a long time and said, "This is my Buddhist plan!"

"The Buddhist plan, the Buddhist plan, is your Buddhist plan! Disgusting!"

"Wukong, Bajie, Sha Seng, Xiao Bailong, let's go!" Chen Jiangliu turned around and walked out of Lingshan after receiving the answer from the Buddha Tathagata!

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Xiaobailong remained silent and followed Chen Jiangliu.

The Buddha Tathagata did not stop Jin Chanzi, but slowly looked at Guanyin, Manjushri and Samantabhadra's three Bodhisattvas, staring at him without saying a word.

Half a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour.

The three Bodhisattvas were all furrowed by the eyes of the Buddha, and their faces showed panic, "Buddha..."

"No need to explain to me, go to Mount Sumeru!" After saying that, Buddha Tathagata turned around and disappeared.

Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva stood quietly, looking at each other, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, "No matter what... we should not fight with the Golden Cicada..."

Now the three Bodhisattvas are facing the anger of the saints.

...

Outside Lingshan.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Xiaobailong followed Chen Jiangliu, looked at the master who was dark and silent, and tried to ask in a low voice: "Master, are you still going to obtain the scriptures?"

"Pick it, why don't you take it!"

"Go to the scriptures!" Although Chen Jiangliu's face was dark, he did not have any emotion when he said that he had obtained the scriptures.

The disciples of Sun Wukong looked at each other and shook their heads. They didn't know what the master was thinking at this moment... It can be guessed that the master would never give up!

"Master, then we are now?"

"Go to Lion Camel Ridge first!"

In Lion Camel Ridge, billions of human races were killed, and their resentment did not dissipate after death, and the evil spirit of the evil spirit will definitely form. Chen Jiangliu wants to go over and save him!

Chen Jiangliu's five disciples arrived at Shituling.

The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles.

Human bones pile into mountains, human skin pile into mountains, Ten Thousand People Skeleton Mountain...

The caves of hundreds, thousands, and ten thousand people are exposed to the wilderness, surrounded by resentment, and the evil spirits soar into the sky.

Chen Jiangliu's fists squeaked, "I'm so sucking, so dying, my human compatriots!"

"How dare the Buddhist sect?"

"Murderer, murderer!"

"I am a monk, I am a monk..." Chen Jiangliu's heart was full of anger, and all the anger accumulated. Chen Jiangliu wanted to shout Amitabha but did not dare.

Chen Jiangliu was afraid that the Buddha's name would stimulate countless dead souls again...

The brothers of Sun Wukong were all filled with righteous indignation, clenched their fists, their eyes full of anger, "The Buddhist side is bright and beautiful, but what about such a thing behind them?"

"hypocritical!"

Sun Wukong slowly walked to Chen Jiangliu, "Master, there are no dead souls nearby. There is the aura of the underworld's Yin God. I guess he was taken away by the underworld."

"I understand." Chen Jiangliu waved his hand weakly, walked to Renpi Mountain and Rentou Mountain alone, talking to himself.

"You are all hardworking and sincere people."

"You do it at sunrise and rest at sunset. Life should be happy and fulfilling..."

"It shouldn't be like this... it shouldn't be like this..."

The disciples of Sun Wukong looked at the master who was talking to himself, but did not bother him, and waited quietly.

Three days and three nights.

Chen Jiangliu stood in Rentou Mountain, talked for three days and three nights before closing his eyes in pain, "Don't worry, this revenge will be avenged!"

Chen Jiangliu turned around and walked out, and a raging flame ignited behind him. The fire is the origin of the six-winged golden cicada, which cannot be extinguished...

The fire burned for several months, and the entire Lion Camel Ridge turned into a sea of ​​fire. Under the ashes, countless human races were buried.

Chen Jiangliu planted a flag on the Lion Camel Kingdom City, with the name on it, with the four big words "Lion Camel People". The breeze hits and the flag is flying.

"Uncle, my nephew seems to understand what you did."

...

Che Chiguo.

Chen Jiangliu led his apprentice to apologize to the Taoist temple he had kicked before, and then said in a deep voice: "By bypass the country of Chechi!"

"Master, what should I do if I pass the pass certificate?"

"No."

"I have no face to face the lion and camel people anymore, let's take a detour."

"Master, if you take a detour, we have to walk for half a year longer!" Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha were a little reluctant.

"Take a detour!" Chen Jiangliu said sternly and decisively.

"It's the master!"

Chen Jiangliu is unwilling to take the car again, and would rather take a detour for half a year!

Time flies, and a year passes in a flash.

Chen Jiangliu returned to his state since leaving the border with Chechi, greedy for money and lust, and moody...

Even Sun Wukong and his disciples could not guess the master's heart.

On the clouds of the nine heavens, the pharmacist, Maitreya, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra were relieved when they saw that Jin Chanzi was not very strange. They treated the previous incident of Che Chi Kingdom as a small episode, which would not affect the Buddhist pursuit of scriptures.

A big plan.

Anpingzhou, within a ten-mile pavilion.

Wei Shuyu cooked tea with low heat, slowly savored the tea, looked at the west, and murmured: "Whether Chen Jiangliu or Jin Chanzi, they have always been vengeful. Buddhism... dared to slaughter our tribe, so he prepared.

Accept the anger.”

"Blood debt and blood repayment!"

...

Chen Jiangliu's five disciples continued to travel westward, stayed at night when they walked thirsty and drank hungry meals, and did not feel that spring was over and summer was over.

This day.

The five masters and disciples walked to a big river, as they were as confused as the sea, and they looked even more boundless.
To be continued...