Qing Yi was a little dazed and said: "Why where are you going?"
Sun Wukong sneered and said: "There is no immortal spirit. People in this mortal land love to cause trouble. It's better for you and me to avoid them."
Although it was a little strange, Qing Yi still listened to Sun Wukong's words.
The two of them went directly along the road to find out the way to Jinshan Temple.
When I was about to leave Chang'an, I saw the yellow-painted monk pagoda with the color of golden mountains from a distance.
"Wait a minute." Qing Yi said: "I once said that I was looking for Tianpeng, so I have looked for everyone in the entire Aolai Kingdom and Huaguo Mountain.
But I haven’t found Chang’an City yet.”
She chanted a spell, grabbed a handful of blood-red sand with the smell of blood, and threw it in the direction of Chang'an City.
The sand immediately covered the sky, and the sky was filled with blood over the entire city of Chang'an.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and the entire city of Chang'an suddenly glowed with golden light.
Sun Wukong could see clearly that the source of this golden light was the Jinshan Temple outside the city.
I don’t know what the existence of Jinshan Temple is???
This kind of golden light can only be seen clearly by those with magic power.
Qing Yi's expression suddenly changed and she said, "My sand."
I saw those golden lights filling the sky, looking extremely sacred, assimilating every grain of sand into ordinary grains of sand.
The sky also suddenly changed from blood red to sunny. Reflecting the sunlight, the golden light shone like broken gold falling to the ground.
Sun Wukong had quick hands and eyes, so he flew out and grabbed a handful.
Qing Yi knelt down silently, tears falling and murmured: "It's over, it's over."
Sun Wukong didn't speak for a while.
She cried very sadly and didn't stop for a long time. Sun Wukong couldn't help but said: "Kill me."
Qing Yi wiped her tears and looked at him.
"I am your enemy, I killed Tianpeng." Sun Wukong said again: "I have said this many times, why don't you believe it?"
"Bu Kong," Qing Yi said, "You are the most annoying at this moment. Are you still making fun of me now?"
After saying that, she walked towards Jinshan Temple alone.
Sun Wukong followed her slowly.
Seeing that her breathing was calmer, Sun Wukong walked up to her and let go of his hand and said: "There is another one here."
Qing Yi picked up the grain of sand and cried again: "Tianpeng, where are you?"
She couldn't help but hugged Sun Wukong's waist.
Sun Wukong had no place to put his hands at this time, but Qing Yi said: "Hold me tight."
The two just hugged each other.
At this time, the monk came down from the mountain road of Jinshan Temple. Seeing the two people like this, he kept chanting the Buddha's name and shook his head.
Sun Wukong sneered and said: "What are you looking at? Are you envious?"
A young monk ignored the older monk and rushed to the two of them and said: "Amitabha..."
Before he could really speak, Sun Wukong slapped him to the ground.
Sun Wukong said: "What the hell Amitabha? I hate bald men the most, do you still want to come up and teach me?"
The middle-aged monk suddenly changed his expression and said, "Donor, this is going too far."
He put on a posture and looked like he was going to sign with Sun Wukong.
He patted Qing Yi on the shoulder and motioned for her to stand aside.
Qing Yi said: "You bastard, why are you causing trouble everywhere?"
Sun Wukong said: "We are husband and wife, and we want the monk to give us advice??"
Qing Yi's face turned red, but he did not expose Sun Wukong.
When he had conflicts, Qing Yi chose to support Sun Wukong.
"You are such a arrogant man," the middle-aged monk said, "Look at how hairy you are all over your body, how can you be worthy of such a beautiful lady?
I think you used dishonorable means, so I will let you be taken away by me today."
At this time, the young monk also got up from the ground and glared at Sun Wukong.
"Qingyi, you see, it's not that I'm biased against monks, it's that these monks have no morals at all."
Qing Yi also looked angry after hearing what the middle-aged monk said.
The two monks attacked Sun Wukong from front to back.
Sun Wukong knocked them down with just two slaps.
The two monks were so frightened that their eyes almost popped out.
Jinshan Temple is not a temple that only chants sutras, it is a temple for warrior monks.
Patriarch Bodhidharma once came here to teach martial arts.
They themselves don't believe why they are so helpless.
How dare you attack Sun Wukong? Isn't that looking for death?
Sun Wukong said coldly: "Today I am going to Jinshan Temple to spend the night. I will leave you two dogs alive and go and spread a message."
The two monks ran back to the mountain.
Sun Wukong ignored them and continued running up the mountain with Qing Yi.
When we were about to reach the mountain gate, a large number of monks poured out of Jinshan Temple.
"What bold and crazy person dares to come to my Jinshan Temple to cause trouble?"
A big fat monk jumped out from among the many monks.
This monk was like a glaring King Kong. He came out from the mountain gate half-flying, and his whole body was covered with a shield like a golden egg shell.
This is obviously a sign of training the Golden Bell to a certain level.
The great monk came out and without any explanation, he roared in anger and pressed the door in front of Sun Wukong with his palm.
If he were a mortal, he would have turned into blood and mud after being hit this time.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.
The great monk's palm patted Sun Wukong on the head as he wished.
"Ah!" The great monk covered his palms and said, "Monster, you are a monster."
Sun Wukong smiled cruelly and said: "I am a monster."
After speaking, he raised his palm and clapped it with one palm.
"puff!"
His palm was like a hammer, and the monk's head was like a watermelon, exploding at once.
"ah……"
The monks who rushed down the mountain paused in their steps and had fear on their faces.
"Qingyi close your eyes," Sun Wukong said, "I will kill all the monks in this indiscriminate temple."
"Not empty..."
As soon as Qing Yi said two words, Sun Wukong had already rushed out.
She couldn't bear to turn her head. She had known Sun Wukong for so long, and there had never been a time when she didn't keep her word.
Sun Wukong turned into a golden light and shadow and shuttled among the monks. Every time he met a monk, his head would fly into the sky or his heart would burst.
The most tragic thing is that some people's bodies explode into blood mist before they know what's going on.
It is truly a scene like purgatory on earth.
"Amitabha."
At this time, a huge Buddha chant came from the void and resounded throughout the sky.
Sun Wukong was shocked. Is there such a master in Jinshan Temple at this time?
He has now officially entered the cause and effect of Journey to the West.
You can't use the magic you used to do in front of others, and you can't even use the methods you used when you were a brave general in the Aolai Kingdom.
But no one saw him in the sea. He used the body of a giant.
But in this vast sea of people, unless Sun Wukong kills everyone in the Tang Dynasty, the use of magic will eventually be discovered.
As soon as the Buddha's name is pronounced, a golden Buddha appears directly.
This Buddha is six feet tall, with three heads and six arms. He holds a treasure in each hand. He glares at Sun Wukong with six eyes, and the six treasures simultaneously shoot out golden light and envelope Sun Wukong.
This is definitely not a method that ordinary people should have. I never expected that Jinshan Temple would have such an existence.
"Tathagata, you are really good at it."
Sun Wukong shouted loudly and flew up. Regardless of the number, he directly took out the black iron rod. The iron rod became larger in the wind and directly hit the six-foot-long golden Buddha.