Chapter 1472 Finally reached the Lingshan Mountain, and a monk with a face was shocked
Three days in a hurry.
Zhu Tianpeng and the others could reach this place thousands of miles away in just an instant, but it took them three full days to travel.
For no other reason than to complete the journey to the west, it is necessary to meet the ninety-nine and eighty-one disasters. However, because something happened after Zhu Tianpeng left, even though he was about to reach the West, there were still three disasters left.
It was precisely because of this that the group was delayed for three days.
However, these three days were wasted. After capturing and killing the monsters sent by the Western Sect, they did not get the inheritance beads and other things. So far, Zhu Tianpeng's roulette wheel has already had seven
There are eighteen inheritance beads. If the three inheritance beads in the center are missing, you can open them to obtain the great destiny spell.
The Great Destiny Technique is related to Zhu Tianpeng's path to enlightenment.
He possesses the Bone of Destiny and the Law of Destiny, but he has no way to practice these. This is why Zhu Tianpeng has been in a very embarrassing situation for the Law of Destiny for so long.
You know, generally a monk who has become a quasi-sage has not only a thorough understanding of the power of his own laws, but he has definitely reached the level of 20 to 30%, so he is the weird one.
The powerful Ancient Hand, whose Great Destiny Technique has been passed down to ancient times and can compete with the Qing Emperor, is what Zhu Tianpeng dreams of and is most indispensable for.
Looking at the three missing inheritance beads with his spiritual consciousness, Zhu Tianpeng tightened his fists and said secretly: "Lingshan, those three inheritance beads must exist in it, I must get them."
At this moment, Sun Wukong returned from the clouds and shouted: "Master, fellow juniors, we are almost there. We will reach Lingshan Mountain in another two hundred miles!"
After hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng suddenly came back from his thoughts. Looking up, he could see white clouds in the distance, like a fairyland.
But Zhu Tianpeng knew that these white clouds were just to fool ordinary people. Their true form was the mountain-protecting formation of Lingshan, and its greatest function was to protect Lingshan and isolate the Buddha.
Jin Chanzi couldn't help but look excited at this moment.
He has been waiting for this day for more than ten years.
Ever since Zhu Tianpeng restored his memory in Datang, he has wanted to return to Lingshan all the time.
But he was not doing it for the Mahayana Buddhism. The fundamental reason was to get back his golden body and to obtain the path and fruition of the tenth life.
At this moment, it was finally about to arrive. Jin Chanzi jumped off the horse and walked forward with striding steps. He said in his mouth: "We are finally here. In that case, let's speed up!"
Seeing Jin Chanzi moving forward in a hurry, Zhu Tianpeng and others also followed quickly with their own thoughts.
A journey of two hundred miles, and the group arrived in just one stick of incense.
Looking around, they were now on a cliff. At the other end of the cliff was Lingshan Mountain. On the cliffs on both sides stood a round single-plank bridge, which gave people the feeling that if they climbed up, they would be blown off and fell to their death.
Under the cliff, the sound of the rushing river could be heard, and one could see a river that could not see the other side, without even a trace of life in it.
Just as Zhu Tianpeng, a group of five people and a horse were sizing up the scenery ahead, on the water below, a lone boat without a bottom slowly sailed out from the clouds and mist. An old man among them played the role of the boatman.
He shouted: "The ferry is coming~"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng and others immediately came to their senses.
Following the sound, Zhu Tianpeng, Sun Wukong, and Ao Lie's eyes suddenly shrank.
Although the boatman was dressed simply and even looked very shabby, they recognized him immediately.
That face-saving monk back then.
It was his presence that made the Macaque King give up attacking the Buddhas in Lingshan Mountain.
The latter's cultivation is even more self-evident: a false saint!
And he is definitely not an ordinary false saint.
After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng and others came to their senses. King Yu Tao hesitated and said: "Master, brothers, do we want to ferry over?"
Having said this, the corners of King Yu's mouth twitched obviously, and his eyes towards the face-faced monk were somewhat changeable, as if he knew something, but also seemed to be very resistant.
Zhu Tianpeng saw this scene and thought to himself: "What's going on? Does King Yu Tao know the identity of this face-saving monk?"
"Looking at his reaction, could it be that this overly powerful guy also has a relationship with Jie Jiao?"
At this moment, Jin Chanzi also came back to his senses, and glanced calmly at the face-faced monk who was slowly approaching. A trace of anger could not help but rise in his eyes, and he said: "Ling Yun saves all sentient beings, and saves all sentient beings.
The bridge becomes a Buddha, the ferry becomes a slave, Tathagata wants to trick us here!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng and the other four looked at Jin Chanzi, wondering why.
In this regard, Jin Chanzi did not hide it, and directly said: "The only way to enter Lingshan is to walk on this single-plank bridge, or fly directly from the sky, but once you cross the boat, you will lose your physical body, and then you will use your soul to
Entering the Great Leiyin Temple with a posture."
"In the Great Leiyin Temple, there are many Buddhist secrets and blessings. Once you enter it as a soul, you will most likely be impressed and subtly forget any dissatisfaction with Western religion in your heart."
"The most important thing is that once we leave the physical body, our physical body will probably be controlled by people from Western religions. At that time, the only thing waiting for us is surrender. Otherwise, let alone taking back the physical body, I am afraid that even the Great Leiyin Temple will be destroyed.
Can’t leave!”
After listening to Jin Chanzi's story, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes flashed.
This was the same as what he had worried about before, but he didn't expect that he would ruin the saint-calling ceremony and not let the saint come down to earth to ferry him, but he still inevitably encountered such a thing.
Although the welcoming saint did not come down, they were not able to compete with the mysterious face-saving monk who was a pseudo-sage.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng drew a smile on his lips and said: "In that case, what are we waiting for? Let's just go over and talk about it. It's better not to provoke the mysterious face monk now."
As soon as these words came out, Jin Chanzi and others nodded immediately.
No one wants to face a false saint, and a quasi-sage who doesn’t know the depth.
Immediately, a group of people jumped up and landed directly on the single-plank bridge. They attached their magic power to their feet, ignoring the slowly approaching face-saving monk below, and rushed towards the Lingshan Mountain.
They don't want to meet the face-saving monk. God knows if there will be any trouble, and the latter will forcefully pull them off the single-plank bridge.
For a moment, on the single-plank bridge, five figures moved rapidly forward and backward in an orderly manner. On the river, the face monk's movements slowed down, and a smile appeared on his calm face. He clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha!"
Immediately, the Faceless Monk did not linger, and in a flash, he and the bottomless boat disappeared from the water, and the waves were gentle, as if they had never appeared.