Chapter 478 The Demon Buddha Enters the Spirit Mountain
Wu Ming didn't know what the real Lingshan Mountain looked like, but he knew that the Lingshan Mountain now was definitely not the real Lingshan Mountain.????
Dark clouds cover the sky, ghosts cry and wolves howl, and demonic energy spreads tens of thousands of miles across the Lingshan Mountain. You can tell at a glance that this is not a good place.
Along the way, many demons and ghosts in cassocks settled down in twos and threes, and majestically moved into the Bodhisattva Palace and Arhat Hall. Everyone could recite a few lines of Amitabha.
Facts have proved that demons who can recite Amitabha are still demons in the end and have little mercy.
With eyes like a torch, Wu ** looked toward a place where the smoke was rising, and saw that what was roasting on the bonfire was a three-year-old baby. Apart from real demons, which Buddha and Bodhisattva could do such a thing?
This is coming.
"My child, there are sufferings in the world. I, this Arhat, should work harder and save you as soon as possible."
"Little sister, you are so beautiful. I, this Bodhisattva, will give you some chopped green onions, aniseed, garlic cloves, and ginger, and you will become even more beautiful."
A huge pot and a pile of bonfires are staging a feast that is astonishing to watch.
It's obviously not the first time that these monsters in cassocks have done this. Each of them turned into a master of cooking, and would even argue endlessly over whether to put the ginger or the garlic first, all while pretending to be compassionate.
Come.
"Monkey, you're tired of flying in the sky. Come down and ask for a drink!"
When passing through an Arhat Hall, a golden-bodied demon Arhat walked out of it, with his chest exposed and his breasts exposed, wearing a gold ring and dressed as an ascetic tutu.
Seeing this Toutuo, the senior brother smiled slightly and said: "Rolling Curtain Arhat, I haven't seen you for several days. Didn't you go to capture the escaped Marshal Tianpeng and wipe out the Tianhe navy?
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"Hey, Marshal Tian Peng is very capable. He can do whatever he wants with the Thirty-six Changes of Tiangang. I fought hard with him for seven days but couldn't win. In the end, I let him run away." The roller-curtain arhat looked annoyed, and Wu Ming's heart moved when he said this.
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Marshal Tianpeng, Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang, isn’t this Zhu Bajie?
There is also this golden-bodied demon Arhat. Not only does he call himself the Curtain Arhat, he is also dressed as a tutu. This person's identity is also very suspicious.
After taking a serious look at the roller blind Arhat, Wu Ming turned back to his senior brother and asked: "Senior brother, what did this roller blind Arhat do before?"
"He!" The senior brother thought for a moment and replied: "He was originally the curtain-rolling general in the Heavenly Palace. When Buddha Wutian attacked the Heavenly Palace, he was the first to surrender and was sealed as a rolling-curtain arhat."
"Depend on"
Wu Ming's eyes twitched, he didn't expect that this rolling curtain Arhat was really the Sha Monk.
It's weird, Monk Sha surrendered, but Zhu Bajie is still resisting. What kind of trouble is this?
In a daze, Wu Ming thought of Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao. He remembered that Chen Peisi once said that only people like me would become traitors. Unexpectedly, the thick eyebrows and big eyes also rebelled.
In Journey to the West, Zhu Bajie is very lazy and always shouts about dividing his luggage.
But disaster is imminent. It turns out that the hard-working Monk Sha has betrayed the revolution, while the slippery Zhu Bajie is leading the Tianhe navy to fight to the death. Is there anything funnier than this?
"This venerable man seems to recognize my rolling curtain and Marshal Canopy!"
Sensing the surprise in Wu Ming's eyes, the curtain-roller Arhat looked downcast and said sadly: "The building is about to collapse, and there is no way to hold it up. Even the Jade Emperor has left with his civil and military ministers. I, the curtain-roller, have to consider the soldiers and generals under my command."
Ah! The ants are still struggling to survive, not to mention us, the heavenly soldiers and generals. Marshal Tianpeng went against the grain and ignored the heavy casualties of his men. How can such a person be nobler than me?"
Aware of the gazes they were looking at, the four old monks woke up from their trance and looked up one after another.
After seeing the senior brother, an old monk clasped his hands together and said with a cold smile: "Fighting Demon Buddha, Wutian Buddha is arguing with the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng, please stop."
"Landeng Ancient Buddha!"
Senior Brother has changed a lot from what he used to be. Knowing what the Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng represents, he couldn't help but ask: "Didn't it mean that after the death of Sakyamuni, the Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng disappeared? Why did it appear again?"
The four old monks smiled and said nothing and did not answer this question.
After standing at the door and wandering for a while, the senior brother scratched his head anxiously and said: "Junior brother, it's not a coincidence that you came here today. Why don't you go to my cave to stay for two days, and then I will take you to visit Wutian Buddha?"
"That's fine." Wu Ming nodded lightly. If he didn't argue well, it would turn into a fight.
Wutian Buddha and Randen Ancient Buddha were both masters at beheading two corpses. They were looking for death when they got together.
Anyway, Wutian Buddha can't escape, but it doesn't make any difference if we see him a few days earlier or a few days later.
"Amitabha"
"Amitabha!"
One after another, two Buddha chants were heard, and the shadows of the two Buddhas appeared in the sky above the Daleiyin Temple.
One of them, who looked about forty or fifty years old, was wearing black clothes, a black lotus crown on his head, and his hands formed the fearless seal.
The other person, who looked very old, was wearing a light yellow cassock, his ears were hanging on his shoulders, and he was holding a spiritual lamp in his hand.
"You will be feared later in life, so you should take care of yourself."
"Little monk Wutian, I would like to send you the ancient burning lamp Buddha!"
The shadow of the old monk disappeared, and black lotuses bloomed in the void, as if holding up the whole world. 8