Tathagata Buddha replied a few simple sentences, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra's faces were even darker.

Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra were one of the twelve golden immortals of the Ancestral Buddhism. They betrayed the Ancestral Buddhism and entered Buddhism, and only obtained the supreme fruit position of Bodhisattva. Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Xiaobailong took a sutra and were above the Bodhisattva fruit position.

Above it?

How can I tolerate this? How can I balance this mind?

Guanyin, Manjushri, Samantabhadra and other seven great Bodhisattvas looked at Jin Chanzi again and said, "The Golden Cicada Buddha, I believe that Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Little White Dragon are not worthy of such a high status. The Buddha enfeoffed him.

Is it too hasty? Too nepotism?”

"Well said!"

"I want to be a nepotist. What do you think?" Chen Jiangliu looked at Guanyin and other Bodhisattvas coldly.

"..." Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra met such a powerful Jin Chanzi, and suddenly became choked and were nepotist without any hesitation!

"If you are dissatisfied, even if you go to Sumeru, you will tell the saint. If the saint disagrees, I will cancel the imperial seal immediately."

Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra's face looked like pig's liver and did not say a word.

The saints have appointed Jin Chanzi as Buddha, and how many fruit positions will they care about? Go to the saint to complain to him or ask for trouble.

"I have no objection to me, I have no objection!" Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra almost gritted their teeth.

"It's good if you have no objection!"

The luck is so mysterious. The low-level monks in the three realms compete for the blessings of spiritual treasures, caves and other things. When they reach the level of power, they compete for the luck of heaven and earth!

If luck brings you, all things will not be invaded!

Chen Jiangliu Buddha’s great fortune is the greatest benefit. Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Little White Dragon are the best luck, and they leaped beyond the Bodhisattvas, Vajras, Arhats, and Buddhas!

In the hall, silence fell into silence again.

The little white dragon took a step forward, fell to the ground, and gave a big gift to Chen Jiang, "Master, I have an injustice!"

"The disciple has a great injustice!"

Chen Jiangliu sat upright on the Golden Lotus throne and nodded, "What's wrong with you? Even if you say that, I'll make the decision for you!"

"Master, disciple uncle, the Dragon King of Jinghe, was originally the Dragon Lord of Jinghe River. He made a bet with people because he protected Jinghe River Water Spirit. It was only a few more minutes when it rained, so he was beheaded by the Heavenly Court and the Dragon Soul suppressed in the Netherworld Yin Mountain.

Behind you, you have suffered countless hardships and will never be reborn..."

"I have a poor uncle who has been living a cloud and rain all his life and has accumulated good fortune, but ended up like this. It's unfair. The heaven is unfair, and the heaven is unfair!" Xiao Bailong cried loudly, and the depression in his heart gushed out.

Your Highness, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Samantabhadra couldn't help but look at each other secretly when they heard the little white dragon seeking justice, and their faces were a little uneasy. When they were imprisoned and killed the Dragon King of Jinghe, they used methods.

Chen Jiangliu listened to what Xiao Bailong said and nodded understandingly, "What the Heavenly Court did is indeed not in line with the Heavenly Rules!"

Chen Jiangliu looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva and asked seriously: "Guanyin, what is your explanation when you were in charge of this matter?"

Guanyin suppressed her fear and walked forward calmly, "Buddha, this matter has nothing to do with me."

"It was the Heavenly Court that time that the verdict was announced, and the little monk was just a prison sentence."

"And, as far as I know, the dragon soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe River is not behind Yinshan."

"So, either the little white dragon lies or the Heavenly Court takes the initiative to seize the dragon soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe, which has nothing to do with me," explained Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"impossible!"

"My uncle sent a dream to himself. After his soul was killed, he was captured and suffered in Yinshan." Xiao Bailong said loudly.

Guanyin glanced at the little white dragon and said casually: "Maybe you miss the Dragon King of Jinghe too much, you have a dream."

"I have evidence. My uncle gave me a jade pendant when he fell in his dream!" Xiaobailong said as he took out the dragon-shaped jade pendant, which exuded the aura of the Dragon King of Jinghe.

"Then I don't know. The Buddha may ask the Jade Emperor of Heaven." Guanyin took a step back and said no more.

Chen Jiangliu had no expression on his face and sneered in his heart, "I have picked myself clean now."

"I will naturally ask!"

"Senior Brother Jin Chanzi, it is my Buddhist plan to obtain scriptures. The Dharma has not been spread east yet. I hope that the Senior Brother should focus on Buddhism and pass on the Dharma first and then investigate this matter!" The Buddha Tathagata said aside.

Chen Jiangliu walked down from the Golden Lotus throne, helped Xiao Bailong up, patted Xiao Bailong on the shoulder, and gave him a look of peace of mind, "This matter must be found out!"

"Thank you, my disciple!" Xiao Bailong gave another big gift.

"Where is the scripture? Get it!"

"Kasyapa, Ananda, you take the Golden Cicada Buddha to the Sutra Pavilion."

"Yes, follow the Dharma of my Buddha Tathagata."

Kashyapa and Ananda led the five members of Chen Jiangliu to the Sutra Library.

Kashyapa and Ananda were greedy for ordinary things, but he did not dare to show any of them when facing Chen Jiangliu, and respectfully presented the true scriptures.

The Three Gangshu scriptures, chatting about heaven, talking about earth, and saviors.

The five masters and disciples of Chen Jiangliu took the true scriptures and left the Daleiyin Temple to return to the way he came.

All the Buddhas in the hall breathed a sigh of relief. They still felt a little oppressed when facing the hooligan Jin Chanzi.

The scriptures have been sent out, and now I am just waiting for Jin Chanzi to send him back to the Tang Dynasty to complete the disaster, the West is prosperous and Buddhism is prosperous!

When you come, you will be thorny and bumpy all the way, but when you return, you will be smooth all the way, as if you are blessed by the power of heaven and earth, you can walk thousands of miles in one day.

Journey to the West is coming to an end, and the powerful people who cannot escape from the world have retracted their sight and went into seclusion to practice.

The Heavenly Court removed the Four Emperors of Xingjun, and the Buddhism also removed most of the surveillance.

Just wait for Jin Chanzi to return to the Tang Dynasty and return to the Tang Dynasty!

Just after the immortals and gods of heaven retreated their gaze.

Anping Prefecture, the Duke of Huguo.

Wei Shuyu issued a second-level mobilization order, and the hidden bad people began to become active and undergo final expansion and digestion.

Information from the four continents is constantly coming to Anping.

Especially in the whole place, thousands of bad people have been hidden.

The river of heaven!

If Wei Shuyu guessed correctly, another strange fog that was traveling in the chessboard of heaven and earth was about to appear!

The catastrophe energy was surging, which was weaker than before, but Wei Shuyu sensed an unusual brute force from the catastrophe energy, which did not belong to the prehistoric world!

From outside the domain!

Walking thousands of miles a day, Chen Jiangliu's five masters and disciples finally arrived at Tongtianhe!

at the same time.

Outside the domain, the demon world.

Heavenly Demon Palace.

The strange demonic energy surged, and several real demons showed their energetic eyes, "Demon Ancestor, the one who has obtained the scriptures has arrived in Tongtian River!"

The strange emotions hidden in the dark fog at the head of the Demon Palace also changed. In an extremely solemn and serious tone, he spoke: "Black robe, you go to Tongtian River!"

Below, the true demon wearing a black robe exuded the aura of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal (the three quasi-saints of the corpse are not inferior to the sub-saints). He stepped forward and said respectfully and enthusiastically: "The black robe is obeying the decree of the Demon Ancestor!"

"The Demon Ancestor's plan must not make any mistakes. My subordinate begs the Demon Ancestor to let evil be punished. My subordinates will help me..." Hei Rou asked.

The demon god is evil and punished, the demon master, the real Hunyuan Daluo under the seat of the demon ancestor Luohu!

"Accurate!" The voice in the dark fog was strange, exuding supreme majesty, not at all weak Hongjun Daozu!

...

Tongtian River.

As soon as Chen Jiangliu and his five disciples walked to the river, they were about to use magical powers to cross the river, they saw a black head appearing at the bottom of the river.

A big old turtle swam out of the water and shouted cordially and enthusiastically: "Elder, holy monk, I will cross you across the river, I will cross you across the river."

Chen Jiangliu had an impression of this old turtle and nodded with a smile, "Okay."

The old turtle slowly swam closer, and the patterns of the tortoise shell on its back became even more mysterious and strange. The abdomen were emitting black air. Even if Chen Jiangliu was used, Sun Wukong could not see it.

Master and disciple Chen Jiangliu put the scriptures on the back of the turtle, and the old turtle floated in the water, carrying the five master and disciple Chen Jiangliu to swim to the other side of the river.

When the old turtle was swimming halfway, the old turtle suddenly asked: "Holy monk, what does the Tathagata Buddha say?"

Chen Jiangliu was stunned, "Hmm? What do you say?"

"It's when will I get out of the robbery and transform into shape!" The old turtle reminded.

"Ah..." Chen Jiangliu showed embarrassment on his face. He was busy spitting out all the Buddhas and fighting against the Buddha Tathagata, but he forgot about the old turtle's entrustment.

When the old bride saw Chen Jiangliu's face hesitation, his voice became cold, "What? Didn't the holy monk ask for Lao bride?"

"It's definitely next time, can you not?" Chen Jiangliu asked in a low voice knowing that he was inappropriate.

"Ahhahaha, ahhahaha!" The old turtle let out a cold and weird laugh, and immediately began to sway his body.

"Mad, why is this old turtle so revenge?" Chen Jiangliu led all his disciples, carrying the scriptures and was about to take off and get off the turtle's back.
To be continued...