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Chapter 777

After nightfall, Tang Monk lived in a side hall. He looked up and saw the bright moon in the sky, and the clear light was bright. He couldn't help but sigh: "Watching this month, I feel that my poetry is about to spew out! Hurry up, Wukong, prepare a pen

, I need to write a poem for my teacher.”

Sun Wukong: “…”

Immediately, Sun Wukong polished the ink, and Tang Seng took the brush and started writing on the rice paper.

The beautiful soul hangs in the sky with a treasure mirror, and the mountains and rivers are shaking.

The jade building and jade pagoda are full of light, and the ice and silver plates are refreshing.

The brightest time of thousands of miles is now, and the brightest tonight of the year is.

It is as muddy as a cake that leaves the vast ocean, but it is like ice wheel hanging on the blue sky.

The lonely guest is in a cold window in another hotel, and the old man sleeps in a wild shop in a mountain village.

I was shocked by the autumn hair when I first came to the Han Garden, and then I went to the Qin Tower to urge my late box.

Yu Liang has a poem about the history of Jin Dynasty, and Yuan Hong is unable to sleep and goes on a boat on the river.

The face of the light floating cup is cold and weak, and there are immortals in the courtyard of Qing Ying.

The snow is singing in the windows and the ice strings are played in every yard.

I will visit the mountain temple tonight. When will I return to my hometown together?

Sun Wukong walked up to take a closer look, showing admiration on his face, and praised: "Master can write a good poem and a good article!"

"However, Master only knows the light of the moon, and his heart is about his hometown, and he does not know the meaning of the moon. It is the rule of the innate Dharma image. On the thirty day of the month, the gold of the Yang soul dissipates, and the water of the Yin soul fills the wheel, so it is pure

It is dark and has no light, so it is called dark. At this time, it intersects with the sun, and between the new and new days, it feels sunshine and is pregnant. On the third day of the first day, one yang appears, two yangs are born on the eighth day, and the soul is half in the soul, and the level is

Like a rope, it is called a string. In the fifteenth day, the three yangs are ready, so it is called reunion. In the sixteenth day, one yin will be born, and two yin will be born on the twenty-twoth day. At this time, the soul is half, and the body is flat.

Like a rope, it is called lowering the string. After thirty days, the three Yins should be prepared, and it should be dark. This is the innate meaning of refining. If we can warm up the 28th and 99th success, then it will be easy to see the Buddha, so we will return.

Tian Yi is also Yi.”

When Tang Seng heard this, he smiled slightly, showed a thoughtful look, and couldn't help but say in thought: "This dog author is so slutty. I don't believe it if I go out and don't be beaten to death."

At night, everyone fell asleep.

Tang Monk slept until midnight when he suddenly heard an old voice calling himself in his ears.

"Elder...Elder..."

A pale hand reached towards Tang Seng.

The pale hand was swollen from water, looking particularly cunning.

However, Tang Seng did not find out and turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

"Elder...Elder...Save me...Save me..."

The strange voice continued to sound, like the whisper of the dead souls and the whisper of ghosts.

In front of Tang Monk's bed, a middle-aged man with a pale face and corpse spots appeared slowly.

The man's body was swollen from water, his face was terrifying, and his body was filled with yin energy. He stretched out his hand to Tang Seng's neck.

"Stop making trouble!"

Tang Monk pulled his hand, opened the ghost hand, and then continued to sleep.

However, the hand stretched out again and made a shrill voice: "Elder...Elder...Wake up...Wake up..."

"What's the noise? I'll let you sleep at home!" Tang Seng turned over, pulled his right hand and raised his nine-ring tin staff.

"Bang!"

A loud sound!

The upper body of the king of Wuji Kingdom was directly hit underground, leaving only two feet twitching outside.

King of the Wuji Kingdom: "..."

"Huh? What? Are there ghosts?" Tang Seng opened his eyes and sneered at the King of Wuji Kingdom on the ground, saying, "Bold monsters, dare to go to the front of the Sa family and seek death!"

"Holy monk, holy monk, I'm not a ghost!" The king of Wuji Kingdom hurriedly pulled his head out of the ground. Looking at the strong man holding a nine-ring tin staff in front of him, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

hiss!

Such a big lump is Tang Monk?

King Jinglong didn’t say that Tang Seng looked like this!

Tang Monk frowned and said, "You are not a ghost, why are you here late at night?"

The king of Wuji Kingdom hurriedly said, "Holy monk, I am the king of Wuji Kingdom. Wuji Kingdom looks west, only forty miles away from here."

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly and said, "King of Wuji Kingdom? What are you doing here?"

The king of Wuji Kingdom wiped his tears and said, "The holy monk didn't know that five years ago, my Wuji Kingdom had a severe drought in the world, and no grass was born, and the people starved to death. At the critical moment, a Taoist priest came from Zhongnanshan. The Taoist priest had great magical powers.

He can call the wind and rain, and turn stones into gold. He climbed the altar to pray for rain, and the token sounded, it was raining heavily."

"I saw that he was so powerful, so I became brothers with him, and called him brothers, and slept and ate with him. But I didn't expect that in two years, I came here with the Taoist priest to play, and arrived at the star ant.

Beside the glazed well, the demonic Taoist was behind me. With a thump, I pushed me down the well, then covered the stone slab, covered the well, and moved a banana plant to plant it on it. Elder, I have been dead for three years

And that demonic way turned into my appearance and occupied my country of Wuji."

Tang Seng suddenly realized: "So that's it!"

He then frowned and said, "As the king of Wuji Kingdom, even though you die, why don't you go to the underworld to report to the official?"

The king of Wuji Kingdom shook his head and said, "Holy monk, you don't know anything. The demonic path is not only powerful but also has a wide range of connections. The City God often drinks with him. The Dragon King of the Four Seas is his close friend.

Even those ten generations of Yan Luo are his strange brothers. I really have no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth!"

Tang Seng frowned and said, "What? What is the origin of that monster? Don't worry, the Sa family will definitely be fair to you!"

...

At the same time, Zishou was in the sea of ​​clouds, watching Tang Seng and others, with a faint smile on his face.

Yuan Hong on the side looked puzzled: "King, is the King of Wuji Kingdom true or false?"

Zishou said: "Of course it's true."

Yuan Hong frowned and said, "Who has a background?"

Zishou smiled faintly: "That monster is a green-haired lion under the seat of Manjushri Bodhisattva in Buddhism. He came down to kill the king of the Black Chicken Kingdom, but in fact he followed the will of Tathagata."

"What?" Yuan Hong was shocked and angry: "Have you followed the will of Tathagata?"

Zishou said lightly: "When the King of Black Chicken was good at the monk, Manjushri came to the realm to save him, and deliberately humiliated him. The King of Black Chicken was furious and tied Manjushri with a rope and soaked Manjushri in the water for three days and three nights. The Tathagata ordered the green-haired lion to win the King of Black Chicken.

Push it into the well and soak it for three years to avenge your hatred.”

Yuan Hong felt a sense of evil fire in his heart, and frowned and said, "Even if the king of Wuji Kingdom cannot recognize Manjushri and soaked him in water, he shouldn't kill people directly, right? What else does this Buddhist sect say about compassion! Manjushri

After being soaked for three days, you will be soaked in the king of the Black Chicken Kingdom for three years. You will be vengeful!"

Zishou said: "This is OK."

Zishou raised his head and showed a sarcastic smile on his face. The big roc in the Lion Camel Ridge made people know what darkness is.

Those who eat a city will not only be punished at all, but after returning to Lingshan, Tathagata also promised that Dapeng would eat the tributes from the four continents first.

Good will be rewarded, but evil will be rewarded.

Journey to the West, it’s so dark.

Not a fairy tale.


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