Chen Jiangliu, the five masters and disciples, stayed in Xiliang Kingdom for more than a month. Under the urging of the three Bodhisattvas, he continued to rush to the west.

After passing the Poison Mountain and walking for more than a few months, it was the Zhuming Festival again, and I saw the fragrance of wild orchids when the wind was infused, and the rain was clear and the Hsinchu was cool.

The five masters and disciples were walking, and suddenly they saw a mountain blocking the road. Along the way, monsters were blocking the road when they met the mountains and rivers. Chen Jiangliu had already gotten used to it. He slapped the white horse with his hand and shouted: "Have!" The white horse galloped,

He ran towards the foot of the mountain, and in a few breaths, he threw Sun Wukong and other disciples behind him.

Sun Wukong was carrying a golden cudgel, Zhu Bajie was carrying a nine-toothed rake, and the sand monk was carrying a load, walking slowly behind him.

Chen Jiangliu rode his horse to the foot of the mountain, and suddenly saw a big net falling from the sky, bound people and horses, and hung high.

"Haha, boss, the business is here." A loud laughter sounded behind a tree, and six bandits slowly walked out, with fierce light in their eyes.

"That monk, I have bloomed this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to pass by now, stay and buy wealth!" Chen Jiangliu was hung in the air. He saw the six bandits walking out clearly and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He smiled and said, "I am the one who sent by His Majesty the Emperor of Tang to Lingshan from the Dongtu Datang to worship Buddha and receive scriptures. The treasures are mostly, but they are not here."

"Not here with you? Where is that?"

"In my disciple, my disciple is right behind me, and I will arrive soon!"

"Okay, I'll wait for your disciple to spend money to redeem you. If you can't see the money, you will have good fruits to eat!" The six bandits said fiercely.

"OK!"

"Dare you ask about the names of six heroes?" Chen Jiangliu asked with a narrowed eye. The six bandits looked at each other, and after hesitating, they said: "Look at joy, ears hear anger, nose smell love, tongue taste thoughts,

I have a desire to say something and my own worries!”

"Oh, thank you for telling me." After Chen Jiangliu said that, he stopped talking, slowly closed his eyes and waited for his disciples to come.

The white dragon horse below wanted to turn into a body to save Chen Jiangliu, but was stopped by Chen Jiangliu.

"No hurry, no hurry." A moment later, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Monk Sha arrived. Sun Wukong walked forward with a smile, pretending to be puzzled, "Master, what are you doing? Swing on the swing?"

"I'm paralyzed on the swing. I didn't see the master being robbed. Let the master come down."

"Hahaha!" Sun Wukong laughed, blew a breath, broke the rope, and saved Chen Jiangliu.

At this time, six bandits pressed up from six directions, surrounding Chen Jiangliu and his group in the middle.

"That monk, pay the money!" Chen Jiangliujing stood beside Sun Wukong, tidying up his clothes, and muttered: "Wukong, Bajie, Sha Monk, Xiaobailong, please let me shine for you,

Since you have to take action, you have to kill with one blow, and you can't drag it out at all, do you understand?" When Sun Wukong heard what his master said, he realized that the six bandits in front of him were not simple, and he secretly used his golden eyes to check it out.

Sure enough, a layer of faint Brahma light emerged from the six bandits, unique to Buddhism...

"Good guy, if it weren't for the master's reminder, I, Old Sun, didn't notice at all..." Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha, and Little Bailong were shocked at first when they listened to the master's words, and then nodded seriously.

"Yes, Master!" On the side, the bandits held a machete, and were fierce and yelling loudly.

"Take the money quickly and let you die!" Sun Wukong and his junior brothers looked at each other and clenched the golden cudgel.

"Junior brothers, do it and kill them!" Sun Wukong's magic power poured into the golden cudgel, suddenly rose up, and the stick hit the bandit leader's forehead.

Zhu Bajie waved the nine-toothed rake, and the monk Sha held the demon-subduing staff in his hand. The little white dragon's Longyuan sword stabbed out, and each rose up and attacked the bandits.

The six bandits never expected that Sun Wukong and others would commit crimes suddenly, and their eyes were full of horror.

Seeing joy, hearing anger, smelling love with nose, thinking of the four bandits, not having time to hide, and being hit on the front.

"Ah, the pain is so painful!" I saw joy, my ears are angry, my nose smells love, my tongue tastes pain, and I wails. The Buddha's body is damaged and turns into four golden lights to flee to the sky.

Chen Jiangliu looked at the limp bandit's body, and his eyes showed fierceness.

"I see joy, ears hear anger, nose smell love, tongue tastes thought, opinion, body worry, six Buddhas of Buddhism, and directly kill six human races and possess them. The murderer deserves to die!" Six people said:

The bandits are real bandits, and they are judged by the human race. The Six-Sense Buddha directly dispersed the souls of the six bandits and took over them. This is no longer a way of change. No wonder Sun Wukong did not notice it at first.

Chen Jiangliu bit his back teeth in hatred, his eyes were red with anger.

"Murderer, the murderer, is the murderer again, I will kill them for me!" Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Xiaobailong were just mentioned by Chen Jiangliu, and had already made preparations. He stopped watching the joy as soon as possible.

Listen to anger, listen to the nose and smell love, and listen to the tongue and think about the escape route of the Four Buddhas.

"Die for Lao Sun!" Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel and used all his strength to wave it down, and smashed it on the cover of the Tianling who was looking at the joy.

Seeing that the body of Xi Buddha stopped, the boy's eyes contracted in fear and hurriedly said, "I am one of the six Buddhas, you can't kill me!"

"Ah!" A scream sounded, and the six Buddhas looked at Xi, and were killed by Sun Wukong! After seeing Xi, Sun Wukong took out his ears and said in confusion: "What are you saying? The wind is too strong, I, Sun, didn't hear it clearly."

At the same time, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Xiaobailong also killed the other three.

"All destroyed, all destroyed, all destroyed!" Chen Jiangliu shouted coldly from the side. The brothers of Sun Wukong looked at their desire for opinions and their own worries at the same time.

The remaining two were completely shocked. When they met, the four senior brothers were all destroyed in their bodies and spirits?

"Escape! Escape quickly!" I was worried, and my body turned into two rays of magic lights and fled towards the distant sky.

"Where are you running away!" The four brothers of Sun Wukong jumped to chase after the two. At this time, Guanyin, Manjushri and Samantabhadra on the sea of ​​clouds in the nine heavens were also confused.

What happened just now, in just two or three breaths, four of the six-sense Buddhas were destroyed?

"No! Save your opinion and worry about your own worries!" Guanyin quickly said. The three Bodhisattvas all sacrificed their quasi-saint realm magic power to stop Sun Wukong.

But Sun Wukong was too fast, and he had stopped his opinion and his worries. The golden cudgel was about to fall down.

"Leave a root under the stick!" The three Bodhisattvas had no time to save people, so they could only shout loudly. Puchi! The Buddha's blood spilled into the sky, and their opinions were filled with worries. The last two were filled with hatred on the spot.

Sun Wukong took out his ears again, looking confused,

"The wind is too strong, what are the three Bodhisattvas saying just now?" Guanyin, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, and Samantabhadra's body trembled. The six Buddhas of Buddhism were beaten to death under their noses?

Both body and spirit are destroyed?

"Sun Wukong!" Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra shouted angrily.

"Wukong is here."

"Who told you to kill the six Buddhas? How dare you?" Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra asked angrily.

"I gave in!" Chen Jiangliu walked forward, staring at the three Bodhisattvas on the sea of ​​clouds with a calm face.

"Jin Chanzi, as a Buddhist disciple, how dare you kill each other with your own sects?"

"Same family members are crippled?"

"Bodhisattva, you are wrong. They robbed me of my monk before and threatened to kill me. The Buddha said: Those who kill me will always kill me." Chen Jiangliu said calmly.

"They just give you a test and don't want to really kill you. Also, who is the one who Buddha said to always kill you?"

"I said it."

"I just asked my disciples to joke with the Six-Self Buddhas, but I never thought that the disciples would take action so ignorantly that they would kill the Six-Self Buddhas by accident."

"I will definitely scold my disciples."

"Bodhisattva, is there anything else? If it's okay, I will continue to rush forward." Chen Jiangliu's face was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and it was not as if he had killed the Six-Spirit Buddha, but like he had crushed the ant to death.

The people who Chen Jiangliu believes in will not offend me, and I will not offend others. If people offend me, I will repay you a hundred times! I refer to the entire human race!

On the sea of ​​clouds, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra's face turned pale and gritted their teeth and said, "Golden Cicada!" Before leaving, Chen Jiangliu added: "Don't have such a test of being weak in the future, I am afraid

Something happened again.”

"Wukong, Bajie, Wujing, go."

"Yes, master!" Sun Wukong walked in front of the road with the golden cudgel, Zhu Bajie led the horse, and monk Sha carried the load and continued to go west.

"Manjushri Bodhisattva, you continue to stare at Jinchanzi. We will return to Lingshan and report this to Tathagata Buddha." Guanyin and Samantabhadra said that, turned into two streams of light and flew towards Lingshan.

In the Great Leiyin Temple, the Buddha Tathagata sat upright on the ninth-grade merit golden lotus and suddenly opened his eyes.

"The Buddhist qi has been damaged..." Guanyin and Samantabhadra walked into the hall and said in panic: "Report to my Buddha Tathagata, the six Buddhas have fallen."

"Huh?" Buddha Tathagata frowned slightly.

"Report to the Buddha, we will set up six tests on Journey to the West in accordance with the guidance of the saint, but the Jin Chanzi asked his disciple to take the action to kill. The Six-Spirit Buddha did not react at all and then fell on the spot." Guanyin and Samantabhadra said more and more.

He was frightened. After all, he was the one who was responsible for this matter. The original plan was to let Sun Wukong kill the body of the six Buddhas and escape the true spirit to cut off Sun Wukong's six senses, but he did not expect... the true spirit was intercepted and killed.

"Go to meet the saints together!" Mount Sumeru, under the Bodhi tree, Zhunti listened to the report of the Buddha, and his face turned sad and distressed, and he said angrily: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and the six-sense Buddha were killed.

, What are you doing?"

"The little monk knew his mistake, but the little monk was frightened." Guanyin and Samantabhadra showed great panic on their faces, and could only continue to admit their mistakes.

When he was in charge of Yin, Zhunti sighed helplessly again. It was useless to blame Guanyin again and Samantabhadra.

The Buddha of the Six-Sense Buddha was completely beaten to death, but he still hadn't seen how Sun Wukong's six-Sense Gu. Moreover, the Liu'er Mihou has disappeared and has been cut off from contact with the Buddhist sect. How should this disaster be completed?

The way of heaven shows that there are eighty-one difficulties on the way to Journey to the West, and one is indispensable! What we need to consider now is how to make up for the disaster!

After evacuating, Cunti sacrificed the great magic power of the saint, and the soul of the saint searched for the traces of the six-eared macaque in the three realms.

After a long time, the Saint Zhunti opened his eyes at the same time, and both shook their heads helplessly.

"No trace!"

"This disaster is impossible for the time being." After listening to the words of Shunti, Buddha Tathagata tried to ask: "Sage, there is no way to do this disaster, so what should I do in the future? As long as it is enough to be eighty-one difficulties, what should I do?

Can a disaster be done?" Asking the instinct, Cunti shook his head indeterminately. The way of heaven showed that there should be 9981 difficulties on Journey to the West, and all disasters have a fixed order.

I don’t know if I can replenish it in the future, but I can’t find the trace of Liuer Mihou at this moment, but I can’t help but nod.
To be continued...