Chapter 899: Jin Chanzi sacrifices his life and dies
From Mount Tai on Earth, everyone crossed an unknown distance and the boundless starry sky, and finally arrived at Yinghuo, which is Mars.
Along the way, what I saw and heard was like a fantasy, beyond the limits of everyone's imagination.
But even so, when they saw with their own eyes such a young monk who called himself "Jin Chanzi", they couldn't help but feel shocked.
You must know that people on earth, in China, and in the world of mortals may not be very familiar with the names of many Bodhisattvas in Buddhism and the Buddha. But when it comes to Jin Chanzi and Master Xuanzang, it is really
No one knows it, no one knows it.
Of course, this is not only because of his profound Buddhist teachings and his great contribution to the spread of culture, but also because of "Journey to the West", a well-known myth and legend.
However, Master Xuanzang is a real person who existed in history, and Jin Chanzi is the predecessor of Master Xuanzang who was invented in China.
In fact, there is no mention of golden cicada in Buddhist scriptures.
However, now, Ye Fan and his party met a young monk named Jin Chanzi on Mars in front of a dilapidated ancient temple called Daleiyin Temple.
It has to be said that there is indeed a kind of intertwining of reality and illusion, and an inexplicable feeling of fate and cause and effect coming to mind.
If you think about it carefully, you will find that there have been too many miraculous things experienced along the way. The very beginning of the Nine Dragons Coffin Pulling was already beyond the realm of the mundane.
In fact, in everyone's hearts, there is a subtle recognition of the strange power and chaos of gods.
Nowadays, the appearance of a golden cicada does not seem so unacceptable.
Among them, the two practitioners who showed the calmest attitude were naturally Ye Fan and Pang Bo.
The latter immediately rushed towards the young monk who looked handsome, elegant and elegant.
"Master——"
Pang Bo, this living treasure, actually screamed exaggeratedly while rushing straight towards Jin Chanzi.
If it weren't for the faint protection of Buddha's light all over his body, he might have been hugged by Pang Bo.
Originally, Jin Chanzi's eyes were wandering around Ye Fan and Pang Bo, but now he was naturally staring at the latter with confusion and wariness.
He couldn't remember when he had accepted such a rude disciple.
At the same time, the rest of the people also reacted and hurriedly stepped forward with excitement on their faces:
"It's saved, we are finally saved!"
"Master Xuanzang!"
"Where is the Great Sage? Where is the Great Sage?"
"No matter how bad it is, Zhu Bajie can do it!"
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Facing the commotion in front of him, the young monk who called himself Jin Chanzi couldn't help but be stunned.
Fortunately, his cultivation was profound, and he quickly clarified his thoughts and understood that the people in front of him might have mistaken him for someone else.
Realizing this, Jin Chanzi immediately put his hands together:
"Amitabha--"
Although Jin Chanzi is young, his Dharma is profound. With the sound of the Buddha's trumpet buzzing like a yellow bell, everyone was instantly quiet.
Looking around, Jin Chanzi looked indifferent and said calmly:
"The young monk is indeed Jin Chanzi, but he is not Master Xuanzang as the donors say."
Jin Chanzi's eyes are clear and convincing for no reason.
After calming down, everyone realized that Master Xuanzang was an ancient man who lived at least a thousand years ago, so how could he be such a young monk as they were in front of them.
After thinking about this clearly, Pang Bo, Zhou Yi, Lin Jia, Wang Ziwen and others could not help but show disappointment on their faces.
However, due to the reaction of the evil ghost in his mind, Ye Fan's heart did not fluctuate. Instead, he took the initiative to step forward and said:
"May I ask Master, who is your respected master?"
After hearing this, the eyes of a few people such as Zhou Yi also flickered.
As a monk, Jin Chanzi faced mostly mortals, so naturally he would not be able to deceive, so he said bluntly:
"My master was once revered as Sakyamuni."
After the words fell, everyone looked at Jin Chanzi again, and the look in their eyes was even more clear.
There is no need to doubt. Obviously, everyone present knows the reputation of his master. Jin Chanzi knew it in his heart, and immediately smiled and said calmly:
"This time, the young monk is following the guidance of his family teacher, retracing his old path, practicing Zen and enlightening the Tao."
"Then the Great Leiyin Temple in front of you is really left by the World Honored One!?"
Zhou Yi's tone was excited, and his whole body was shaken.
Being able to come into contact with legendary mythical characters is undoubtedly a rare and valuable experience.
Jin Chanzi's eyes dropped, and he scratched the Buddhist utensils in everyone's hands that obviously came from the ancient temple. He didn't say anything more and just nodded.
"Master, please save us!"
After confirming that the young monk in front of them was indeed a disciple of Sakyamuni and probably a true Buddha, the others naturally came forward and begged.
Along the way, everyone has gone through many hardships, and now that they meet such a "familiar" mythological figure, they feel particularly warm.
"Kowloon coffin? Earth!?"
After listening to everyone's stories, even Jin Chanzi, who had always been calm, had many strange expressions in his eyes.
Just when he was about to check the Jiulong coffin in person, he suddenly frowned and turned around:
"careful--"
Following it, there was a sacred and peaceful Buddha light, majestic and majestic.
"puff!"
However, although Jin Chanzi's reaction was already very fast, he still could not stop it in time.
I saw a man's forehead splashed with blood red and snowy white, and he immediately fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, obviously unwilling to die in silence.
"ah--"
Screams rang out, and the chewing sound of "bah, bah" came from the person's body, which made everyone present feel horrified.
"Amitabha--"
Jin Chanzi chanted the Buddha's name, but he was merciless in his attacks. He was obviously furious.
A ray of Buddha's light fell, imprisoning the mysterious being from the dead man's body.
"stop!"
"Hai Xiu!"
At the same time, the sound of breaking through the air came one after another in the void, and the sky was filled with black light, almost making people feel like they were in the light of swords and shadows, and everyone trembled.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! People holding Buddhist utensils may still be safe and sound, but those who are not protected become the best prey for the "evil spirits" in the dark.
However, there are naturally exceptions.
"Peng!"
Except for the golden cicada, whose light filled the sky, Ye Fan's performance was undoubtedly the most spectacular.
I saw a faint golden light and blood flowing out of his body, and he actually slapped down a mysterious creature that rushed toward him, and the latter let out a mournful cry.
At this moment, Ye Fan no longer cared about exposing his own cultivation, he was busy questioning the evil ghost in his mind.
The latter was not angry at all, but said sadly:
"I'm not the only one who was sealed by that old bald donkey."
Speaking of this, the evil spirit said in a rather disdainful tone:
"Although that guy is far inferior to me, he is still pretty good."
Seeing that he could not learn more from the evil ghost, Ye Fan immediately looked at Jin Chanzi beside him and said solemnly:
"What exactly did Sakyamuni seal under the Great Thunder Sound Temple?"
Hearing this, Jin Chanzi couldn't help but be shocked. Thinking of Wu Guang's true form that he had just seen, his eyes shone brightly and he blurted out:
"Crocodile Ancestor!"
Jin Chanzi looked straight at the foundation of Daleiyin Temple with eyes like a torch.
"No, the seal set by Master is about to be broken!"
As his words fell, the world in this area shook violently, and a dense nine-color Buddha light slowly fell down, covering the place.
"Fortunately, Master left behind a backup plan." Jin Chanzi said happily.
Hearing that Sakyamuni had been prepared, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but then they couldn't help but change their colors.
Because they are also within the scope of the Buddha's light!
"The Crocodile Ancestor is vicious. Even if Master has backup, he may not be able to suppress it. I will stay here and personally preside over the formation to ensure that the Crocodile Ancestor cannot break through the seal."
Jin Chanzi looked around and continued in a calm tone:
"If Crocodile Ancestor or even 'that thing' is really allowed to escape, not only Yinghuo but also the ancient planet will also suffer."
"Grandmaster……"
Although the young monk in front of him is young, he already has the demeanor of a Buddhist monk.
Jin Chanzi didn't hesitate much, and immediately handed over his white monk's robe and black iron Zen staff to Ye Fan and Pang Bo, and said:
"You two, take these things and protect them as they go to seek refuge."
Ye Fan and Pang Bo knew that the situation was urgent and did not hesitate too much. They just nodded heavily and ran away with everyone.
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In this desolate and boundless world, if it can be regarded as a safe place, I am afraid it is the only place.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo had clear goals and led the students back the same way they came.
"Amitabha--"
Jin Chanzi withdrew his gaze and sat down cross-legged, surrounded by a group of crocodiles, reciting the supreme sutra.
I saw that the Buddha's light filled the sky, connected with the Great Leiyin Temple and the Buddha's light that enveloped the entire desolate land.