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Chapter 273: The catastrophe is coming

"Buddha, our mount died like this, you must give us a satisfactory explanation!" At the foot of Lingshan Mountain, two people, Manjusri and Samantabhadra, held weapons and looked solemn.

Behind them, the bodies of green lions and white elephants were lying quietly on the ground. However, a moment later, Tathagata's nine-color lotus platform slowly descended.

He glanced at Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Tathagata who were a little panicked at this time, and frowned slightly. These nonsense things happened to Tang Sanzang, which gave him a headache during this period.

After awakening, he killed the green lion and white elephant. In addition, even Guanyin Bodhisattva, whom he valued most, looked quite embarrassed at this time.

But it doesn't matter to others. This Tang Sanzang was destined by fate and cannot be exchanged.

The Tathagata casually sprinkled a piece of divine light, and the bluestone and white elephant slowly returned to life. The Tathagata looked pale and said to the two of them: "Go, don't cause trouble during this period."

Manjusri and Samantabhadra looked a little pale when they saw Tathagata, and knowing that Tathagata Buddha had consumed a lot this time, they clasped their hands together and the lotus flowers floated under their feet, and went back to the cave.

Due to the calculations of the gods from all walks of life, there was no bigger trouble on the westward journey. Heaven and Buddhism teamed up to clean up the monsters along the way.

"Am I done?"

Liu Qiao's voice was hoarse, but the divine light in his eyes persisted for a long time. The boundless immortal energy in his body gradually condensed into an immortal aura. This aura seemed to contain the entire universe, lighting up the eight extraordinary meridians in Liu Qiao's body.

The immortal body, which was invulnerable to invulnerability, water and fire, was transformed bit by bit. Liu Qiao noticed the changes in his body and pondered for a long time, and seemed to have figured out how to take the road ahead.

A little spiritual light ignites the essence. The body and soul suddenly become one, and they live the same life as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon shine together.

Liu Qiao vaguely felt that there were some shortcomings in the path he had mastered, and when the opportunity was about to be obtained, it was the time when he would become the master of Taoism.

It took Liu Qiao another thirty years to stabilize the immortal aura in his body.

The great powers of the three realms were vaguely aware of the situation. Purple energy surrounded the heaven, and strange beasts roared from time to time.

Traveling westward, the master and the disciples, who were worshiping Buddha and seeking scriptures, went through many hardships before reaching the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

The Tathagata Buddha counted with his fingers and looked at Guanyin knowingly. "Can this Tang Monk achieve perfection with nine or eighty-one people?"

Guanyin heard Xian and replied elegantly: "Back to Tathagata Buddha, Monk Tang and others have experienced eighty difficulties in total and still have one difficulty to go."

The Tathagata Buddha's precious elephant has a solemn expression, calm and quiet. "Buddha says: Jiujiu returns to his true state, then make up for it!"

"No!" After hearing the order, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva retreated.

When Tang Sanzang and others came to the foot of Lingshan Mountain, they were blocked by two sages. Sun Wukong looked a little unkind. These two people were Kasyapa Ananda.

Along the way, Tang Sanzang told him a lot about the dirty things in the West, and these two sages, who were jealous beyond ordinary people, paid special attention to him.

I saw burning jealousy burning in the eyes of the two people. Why did Tang Sanzang have such a good life?

Seeing the popularity of Tang Seng and his entourage, they gritted their teeth and wished they could skin and remove their bones, as if they had entered a state of madness.

Tang Sanzang also became vigilant, secretly wondering what these two people were going to do?

I saw these two people looking at the four masters and apprentices with benevolent faces, and said with a hidden smile: "If you want to go to Lingshan, you have to hand over some incense money to prove your piety."

Sun Wukong held the golden hoop in his hand tightly, fearing that he would beat the two men to death.

Even Zhu Bajie couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and the nine-tooth rake appeared in his hand. He only waited for the master's order to send these two people to the west.

Chang Long's vigilance suddenly rose in his heart. The more important things were about to happen, the less careless he could be.

Tang Sanzang suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and pretended to be crazy and said: "Two venerable sirs, our master and disciples do not have any gold or silver. We all spend our time through alms."

The two venerables opposite looked at each other and laughed: "Oh? When the King of Tang sent you to ask for the true scripture, that purple gold alms bowl..."

Tang Sanzang's nails were embedded in his flesh, and he wished he could skin the two people across from him alive. However, the matter at hand was really important at the moment, so he had no choice but to do as he was told.

The masters and disciples who had been raided arrived at Lingshan.

Inside the Lingshan Mahavira Hall.

The masters and disciples were arranged in order of superiority and inferiority.

"Amitabha, I hope you can carry forward the Buddhist scriptures as much as you want, go ahead!" Tathagata Buddha threw out a pile of Buddhist scriptures, and the master and disciples put these books away as if they had found a treasure.

After leaving Lingshan, Sun Wukong grinned and said to Tang Sanzang: "Master, why didn't you take action before?"

After walking out of Lingshan Mountain, Tang Sanzang lost his original cowardly appearance, and his eyes as golden as the blazing sun were full of evil.

"It's meaningless if you can't beat it."

Zhu Bajie, who had always been honest and honest, explained for Tang Sanzang, his expression full of fear and panic.

"Idiot, why do you say that?" Sun Wukong walked along and kept noticing that the idiot was hiding his clumsiness.

Zhu Bajie was originally the Tianpeng Marshal of Heaven. His martial arts skills were even more extraordinary, and his teacher was Taishang Laojun.

The nature of the nine-tooth rake in his hand is even higher than the golden hoop in his hand.

"Monkey, you have no idea how big the sky is and how wide the earth is!" Zhu Bajie put away his original honest and honest face, with a stern expression.

Seeing these people stop pretending, Monk Sha put his luggage aside and waited silently for the results to come to light.

Chang Long also shook his head in his heart. Sun Wukong still had too little understanding of the entire Three Realms. Even the majestic Lord of Heaven did not dare to say that he was unrestrained. How could Sun Wukong dare to claim that?

Sun Wukong was so anxious that he scratched his head and could only ask patiently: "What is going on?"

Tang Sanzang's delicate face gradually became sharp, and the words coming out of his mouth made several people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Monkey, do you really think that you can make loud noises because you have great supernatural powers? That's just a way to stabilize yourself and go to the West to learn scriptures."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sun Kong was dumbfounded and still said in disbelief: "But I clearly cut off one of Tathagata's hands, and the entire spiritual mountain was also severely damaged."

Tang Sanzang's eyes looked like you are hopelessly stupid like a monkey, "Whether it is the Heavenly Palace or the Lingshan Mountain, the essence is that the soul rests on the way of heaven and is immortal.

As long as God Haotian and Tathagata Buddha are willing to pay the price, even a rabbit on the Lingshan Mountain can be resurrected indefinitely."

Chang Long and Sun Wukong were so excited that their hair stood on end.

It’s no wonder that Patriarch Bodhi never told Sun Wukong these things, and Liu Qiao did not tell Chang Long these irrelevant secrets in order to improve his cultivation and pursue the Tao.

Zhu Bajie added: "These people cannot be beaten to death or eliminated! Unless the way of heaven changes, or someone at the leader level takes action."

"Take your time and read it! Even the scriptures given to us by the Tathagata Buddha are false." said Monk Sha, who was sorting out the Buddhist scriptures.

"What?" Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang and Zhu Bajie said in unison, the shock in their expressions unable to be concealed.

"Then this means that there is another difficulty in the ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, and there is still a pit ahead." Sun Wukong's eyes rolled around, and then he thought that his group had only experienced the eighty difficulty.

Several people met the old turtle on their way back. After hearing the news they wanted, the old turtle threw the few people into the river without any trace of their whereabouts.

The master and disciples sneered in their hearts and silently accompanied Buddhism through the last scene.

It's just that the old turtle who didn't know the slightest bit of gratitude died like this. He was so ignorant of the ways of the world, and I'm afraid he will be a beast in his next life.

The master and disciples watched the scenery along the way in silence, feeling uncontrollably filled with emotion and nostalgia.

The few people who returned to the Tang Dynasty received grand awards and interviews, and the Journey to the West was successfully completed.


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