The former Pure Land of Lingshan and the Great Leiyin Temple where the Buddha's Kingdom is majestic is now the place where demons gather and revel in the carnival. Wukong squatted beside the Mocking Wind Beast at the eaves of the Main Hall, holding his cheeks with his hands, staring into the distance. The monkey's eyes were a little lost, as if there was no focus, and seemed to be looking down at the entire Three Realms everywhere.

It raised its head to the moon and sighed slightly: "Master..."

At the same time, Chen Ang, who was walking in Guixu and staring at the sun transformed by his right eye, suddenly looked up, smiled slightly, and turned back to the sun...

Xuanfeng, who was squatting at the eaves, moved carefully to the side again. He felt aggrieved and was invited by the bald donkeys to squat at the Daleiyin Temple for thousands of years. This was the first time that Xuanfeng met a god who competed for his position with him.

Moreover, the monkey was really fierce. Just under its nose, he cruelly beat the old bald donkey who was the leader of the Daleiyin Temple to death.

It is cruel and ungodly. As a young mob, although it has noble blood, it still has to say that it cannot be provoked or provoked. When mob thought of this, he shrank his body again, put it as short as possible, lowered his long neck, and reduced his sense of existence.

Wukong ignored the courageous mocking Feng at all. He glanced at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, and a sneer of mocking sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the foot of Lingshan Mountain, a group of strange groups wearing modern clothes and incompatible with the surroundings were arguing quietly.

Among the time travelers, there are monks, old Taoists, middle-aged goatee-bearded Taoists, scholars, and even a strong butcher-like man. The apron in front of the crotch is covered with oil stains, and a thick slap of heart-protecting hair flutters in the wind. Of course, there are also many young Chen Ang, with a range of people, and there are about dozens of people.

The monk of the Buddha clasped his hands together and said to everyone: "The Dharma of Lingshan is destroyed, and the Great Saint of the Monkey King murdered the Buddha. The little monk is going east to look for the Bodhisattvas who have not appeared in the disaster of Lingshan. Tell them everything the little monk saw in Lingshan. Please ask the Bodhisattva to guide the cause and effect before and after this calamity. If you don't intend to go with the little monk, the little monk will say goodbye!"

"Wait!" the man stopped him and said, "If you go to see the Bodhisattva, will you tell us about our origin?"

The Buddhist son was silent for a moment before nodding, "The little monk has nothing to deceive the Bodhisattva!"

"That won't work!" Someone immediately started to clamor: "If you sell the secret of our origin, everyone will suffer? Little monk, you have to go with us!"

"Don't fight, everyone!" The middle-aged Taoist priest fled back, rushing to stop the conflict that was about to break out, and told everyone: "I just changed my true nature and got involved in those demons. Do you know what era it is now? For this matter, I almost missed it and was taken by my fellow demons patrolled.

"When we witnessed the Monkey King killing Buddha with our own eyes, we rushed out of the long river of the universe, we glanced at the Bull Demon King. Now it should be after Journey to the West, the post-Journey to the West!" said the strong man like a butcher pondered.

The Taoist priest of the demon clan smiled bitterly and said, "I thought it was the case, but when I asked, grandma, I was shocked. The fellow demon clan didn't know about the Nanzhan Continent, nor did he know if there was a Tang Dynasty in the East, let alone Tang Seng and Journey to the West! I asked him if he had heard of Sun Wukong making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, and he actually said..."

"What did you say?" said the strong butcher anxiously: "Don't keep it aside!"

The Taoist priest of the demon clan sucked his appetite and attracted everyone's attention. He said satisfiedly: "The Emperor Qitian fought out the Taishan Divine Court, destroyed the Tianhe Water Army on the Tianhe River, and captured the Taishan Mansion Lord. The demons from the four continents surrounded the Nantian Gate for two months. Then in the Lingxiao Palace, he forced the Jade Emperor to grant Sun Wukong the Qitian Emperor the Emperor. This was the matter last year. This year, the Emperor Qitian rebelled again. This time he wanted to kill the Heavenly Court and force the Jade Emperor to change his seat!"

"Is this a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace?" Someone was shocked and said, "Why did you kill the Buddha of Tathagata in the Heavenly Palace? Isn't it supposed that Sun Wukong was suppressed to the foot of the Five Elements Mountain?"

"That's the saying." The old scholar sneered: "When I read the ancient classics, the records about Journey to the West are very vague. Some say that it was not the spread of Buddhism in the east, but the spread of the Heavenly Court brought back Buddhist scriptures. Although Buddhism was deeply rooted in Hezhou in Xiniu, and in modern times, it was replaced by Brahma Buddhism, but there were still many sects that survived and were called vast. However, in the Southern Continent, the Middle Land, the rise and decline of Buddhism were all very sudden and short-lived. From the spread of Amitabha Buddha to the great rise of Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, the spread of Mahayana Buddhism, and then to the distance from Pure Land, the arrival of the Dharma-Ending Age, it was only two thousand years."

The old Taoist priest who was watching Taoism in the Taoist Origin of the Tao, sneered, "The monk's Hu Dharma is not worthy! That Buddhist sect is originally the ancestor of my Taoist sect, the Supreme Laojun, who went out of Hangu, turned into Amitabha Buddha, and taught Hu people to save all sentient beings. I have a true teaching in the Middle Land, and there is no use of Hu Dharma. Amitabha Buddha is only one of the eighty-one incarnations of Laojun."

The Buddhist monk couldn't help but retort: ​​"The Buddha originated from my Buddhist sect. Shakyamuni Buddha has infinite wisdom and saved all sentient beings. The Supreme Lord received the teachings of Shakyamuni Buddha and then realized, turned into Amitabha Buddha, and entered the Dharma. Your sect is just a Pratyekabuddha vehicle, and cannot save all sentient beings, cannot escape the sea of ​​suffering. A ghost who guards the corpse!"

The old Taoist priest disdained to retort and just sneered: "You Buddha was just killed!"

The monk Buddha was ashamed and angry as his skin was red, and he retorted: "How could the Buddha be killed by a mere monkey?... That was just the Buddha's hand, Nirvana and Nirvana were pure... Nirvana... The Buddha's Nirvana and Nirvana were pure. Can this be called being killed?"

The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves and continued to sneer: "Your Buddha was just killed by the Monkey King!"

The monk Buddha's son was angry and turned blue in his skin. He knew that the old Taoist would not listen to his explanation, but would only humiliate him repeatedly with this sentence. He immediately raised the Zen stick in his hand and wanted to defend the Dharma, and knocked the evil that slandered Buddha down to the eighteen levels of hell. He shouted: He wanted to learn the madness of his own practice so that he could know that the Buddha's majesty was inviolable.

The old Taoist priest was not willing to be outdone. He swung an iron whisk, which was a full ten thousand pounds of force. He would die if he rubbed it, and would be injured if he touched it. He pointed to the nose of the Buddha, scolded: The old Taoist whisk weighed 81 pounds, which was made of cold iron for thousands of years overseas. In conjunction with the Tai Chi whisk that had been refined for forty years, come up and try it. Master Dao beats you and your face is full of peach blossoms!

The other people hurried up, holding hands and pulling legs, which did not cause the first battle between the Time Travelers to break out on the spot.

The middle-aged Taoist priest of the demon clan didn't dare to keep him in a silence anymore and hurriedly said, "Don't argue, it's not the era of making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. Last year, I just left Hangu Pass!"

When everyone heard that I had just left Hangu Pass, everyone couldn't help but stop what was happening. The old Taoist priest even trembled with his hands, and he couldn't even lift the thousand-year-old cold iron whisk in his hand! He asked in a trembling voice: "What did you just say?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest understood his performance. He almost showed his slump when he heard this news. He said word by word: "I, Daozu, the Taishang Laojun, the Daode Heavenly Lord, and the Daoshi Zhenren, last year, went out of Hangu Pass with Zhenren Wenshi, the Monkey King, and the most mysterious Heavenly Lord Wuliang Heavenly Lord. I asked the demon clan's fellow travelers seven times, and they were clear and utterly silent."

"I'm going to Hangu!" The old Taoist priest stopped fighting and was about to go east with his whisk in his arms.

A white-headed and white eyebrows were covered with wrinkles, with white beards and white eyebrows, and tears were spreading on his face. His hands were trembling, and he was a little incoherent, and he said excitedly: "I want to go to Hangu Pass to meet the Heavenly Lord of Morality! Go to meet the ancestor Wenshi! My master's sect is really the tradition of Laojun's direct teachings, and the farewell to Louguan!"

"Ancestor!" the old Taoist whined: "The unfilial junior Qing Chenzi kowtows here!" As he said that, he was about to kneel to the ground, take the white-haired head and knock on the ground.

The other time travelers from the Taoist sect hurriedly went to help him, but were pressed by the old Taoist priest to kneel down to welcome the ancestors together. The other time travelers were also furious. The old peddler was excited and incoherent: "It actually... it was the era when Laojun left Hangu Pass in the west!"

"Teacher...Teacher! And Yan Zi, Zeng Zi, Zisi..." A middle-aged man in Confucian uniform excitedly held the simple spring and autumn in his hand.

The big man and several other slightly calmer travelers also gathered together and discussed in a low voice: "I originally wanted to hold the monk hostage and tell the secrets of where we come from to not be revealed. Now the Taoist priests are going crazy! They are quite large and their magical powers are higher than others. I am afraid it will be difficult to stop them from going to meet me."

"There are more people who want to see me! I see, most of them are moved!"
Chapter completed!