The destruction of the French king tells the past, and destroying the Buddha is necessary and necessary!

Chen Jiangliu listened aside, with helplessness on her face.

If the Buddha is immortal, all the billions of people in this country will die. When the Buddha is destroyed, the people will stand up and become rich.

Can you generalize the Buddha if you can destroy it?

Among them are 100,000 monks and good people... Should they all die?

The destruction of the French king was extreme, but Chen Jiangliu could understand that if he wanted to get rid of the influence of religious establishment, his methods really needed to be tougher.

Chen Jiangliu cannot judge right or wrong for the time being.

Buddhism is helpless and will inevitably overturn its foundation in the human race. Chen Jiangliu understood this a long time ago.

As for how to overthrow? Stable? Bloody?

Chen Jiangliu also heard his uncle's previous theory of surgery. When a human race is sick, it is not a good medicine to cure it, and it can only be removed by a knife. The process may be very painful, but the result must be good, which can make the race heal...

The human race is strong and fragile, and seeking religion is nothing more than self-comfort for the soul.

The human race has a large base, and there are all people in the four continents. Without religion, many human races at the bottom will lose their sustenance in their hearts. In the event of natural disasters and man-made disasters, they may have extremely serious consequences.

Without religion, the human race needs a new spiritual sustenance.

As for what new spiritual sustenance, only Uncle may know this question.

Chen Jiang flowed out of the palace gate and returned to the inn, asking Sun Wukong to remove the magic.

The spell was removed, and the royal relatives who were plucked hair, the generals grew hair again, destroying France and returning to peace.

Chen Jiang flowed out of the inn and wandered in the market. The people who traveled and moved were simple, short of money, and were very poor, but they exuded vigorous vitality.

The Destroyed King of France has been advancing a series of reforms and signing agreements with neighboring countries to enable commodities to be exchanged and cultural exchanges.

Although the destruction of the French king was a little violent, it is undeniable that he was a wise monarch. Since he came to power, his national strength of destroying France has increased by at least several times.

Those who win the hearts of the people will win the world.

The king is the boat, and the people are the water. Only when the water gathers, can the boat be raised.

Isn’t this a good thing to destroy France to eliminate the past ills and be thriving?

"Forget it, let me decide the merits and demerits and right and wrong!"

"Disciples, go!"

Chen Jiangliu made some purchases when destroying France, and then took his disciples out of the city gate and continued to travel westward.

At this time, the French imperial palace was destroyed.

"Your Majesty, the monk from the Tang Dynasty has left the city." General Black Armor reported respectfully.

"Well, send a team of soldiers and horses to escort three hundred miles." The King of Destroyed France nodded.

"Your Majesty, the last four monks...kill them and the vow will be fulfilled..." General Black Armor said hesitantly.

The King of Destroyed France sat on the throne, pondered for a moment, and slowly shook his head, "There is no vow anymore. It is just my clumsy excuse to kill 100,000 monks."

There must be a reason to kill Buddha.

"After killing over the years, the foundation of Buddhism has been eliminated. It is enough. At least... it has achieved results and destroyed France... gradually becoming rich and strong, right?"

"What I did is worthy of my heart and the destruction of the French people. As for whether I am entangled with unjust souls or going to the eighteen levels of hell in a hundred years, it doesn't matter."

"A hundred years later, I will still follow Your Majesty to enter the underworld. If there is an unjust soul, I will let his soul scatter!" The black-armored general knelt down, and his body exuded a fierce and fierce aura.

The King of Destroyed France stood up and helped the Black Armored General, "The king and his subjects encourage each other, and it is worth it to destroy the French people!"

The Black Armored Army destroyed the only military force that supported the mutiny back then. It was the Black Armored Army that destroyed France... that was the successful eradication of Buddha...

"From today, citizens can keep short hair, shave their heads, and be innocent. But they cannot respect Buddha!" ​​The King of Destroyed France issued an edict.

"Yes, I will obey your Majesty's will!"

...

Chen Jiangliu’s five disciples walked in the vast farmland wilderness.

"Master, there is a tail behind you. Should I teach them some lessons?"

"It's okay, just escort."

"Continue to travel west."

“Yes, Master.”

The white dragon horse accelerated, and the three disciples of Sun Wukong also trotted, running three hundred miles in one day, and the black armored soldiers escorted three hundred miles back to destroy France.

Nine days on the sea of ​​clouds.

Medicine Master, Maitreya, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra all frowned slightly, "This Chen Jiangliu... is too stubborn and regards Buddhist edicts as a plaything..."

Guanyin's edict to Chen Jiangliu was to incarnate the Bodhisattva who sacrificed his life and slaughtered France...

"Senior brother, destroying France and killing Buddha in a big way is actually provoking our Buddhism, and it cannot be forgiven!" Manjushri and Samantabhadra said angrily.

Medicine Buddha nodded slowly, "No hurry, if you move to destroy France now, it may cause Jin Chanzi's rebellious intentions, at least wait for the end of Journey to the West!"

"After the Journey to the West ends, Buddhism spreads to the east, and after the West is prosperous, we will free up our hands to deal with the capitals of these human races!"

"Yes, senior brother!"

...

Chen Jiangliu's five disciples left to destroy France, and continued to travel west for more than a month, reaching a hillside.

This hillside is continuous and is more than a hundred miles wide.

As the sky gradually became late, I looked at several smoke and birds rising in the valley.

People are everywhere.

Chen Jiangliu walked into the valley. It was getting late and he was about to stay and rest for one night.

Because it is a hillside, the families in the valley are all scattered. The two families seem very close, but they have to walk at least three or four miles away.

Chen Jiangliu just found the nearest family.

After knocking on the door, Chen Jiangliu walked through a process and said where he came from and where he went. Although his apprentices were ugly, they were all kind-hearted and heart-wrenching.

"Elder, please come in." A woman opened the door.

"Thank you, old man."

The old woman prepared the meal, although it was just a bit light, but it was reasonable.

Small farmers are the most patient. They will not take risks if they have a bite of food.

Chen Jiangliu had a big appetite and would never eat the old woman's food, so he asked his apprentices to open the stove and take out the reserved meat to cook.

Chen Jiangliu divided the cooked meat dishes with the old woman, mixed them and started chatting.

"Old man, are you alone? Why don't you see your husband? Children?"

When the old woman heard Chen Jiangliu’s question, she burst into tears, “My wife was sick a few years ago and she had a son and a daughter-in-law.”

"Maybe your son and daughter-in-law are unfilial? If this is true, I, the old pig, should teach you what filial piety is, and the crow still knows how to feed back!" Zhu Bajie said in anger.

Sun Wukong squatted at the wooden table and smiled, "You idiot, you know that the crow feeds back, so you're fine this time."

"Hehe, Brother Monkey, I, the old pig, knows that the sheep is so kind to kneel down to breastfeed."

The old woman shook her head quickly, "No, no, my son and daughter-in-law are all very filial..."

"A few days ago, my daughter-in-law went to the city to buy noodles, but she didn't see anyone coming back. My son was worried, so he went to the city, but who knew that this trip was gone, and more than ten days passed. I don't know whether my poor son, my daughter-in-law is dead or alive." The old woman wiped her tears sadly.

"Don't cry, old man, don't cry, can't you say that your son and daughter-in-law have delayed it?"

The old woman shook her head again, "I asked someone to go to the city two days ago to ask, but they all said they had never seen my son..."

When Chen Jiangliu heard the old woman's words, she looked at several apprentices.

Sun Wukong nodded in an instant, "It's convenient for me to go out."

"Don't cry, old man, I will help you find your son when I enter the city tomorrow." Chen Jiangliu comforted the old woman and waited quietly for Wukong to come back.

...

On the hillside, Sun Wukong stomped his feet and shouted: "Come out here quickly!"

A wisp of blue smoke rose and a little old man appeared.

"Little one, pay homage to Grandpa Great Sage."

"No need to worship first, let me ask you, Lao Sun, is there a harmful monster on this hillside?" asked Sun Wukong.

"Grandpa Great Sage, there are monsters, but the little old man has never heard of it harming people."

"Hmm? There are still monsters that don't harm people?"

"It's so good for Grandpa Great Sage to know that the monster is a leopard spirit. In the cave on the hillside to the south, he gathered a group of little monsters and called himself the King of Nanshan!"

"King of Nanshan?" Sun Wukong's face changed slightly as he listened to the word Nanshan. This monster was so brave, he really dared to call anything!
To be continued...