Time went back to the past, when Master Sanzang and his disciples were still watching the dream on the back of Xiao Bailong, looking for a breakthrough, the entire barrier suddenly shook violently, and then shattered.
Little Chang'an collapsed, and Little Heaven collapsed.
Countless dreams turned into dream bubbles and disappeared one by one.
The last thing left was the chapter about Daleiyin Temple.
The grand event has been played over and over again, but the Buddha and Bodhisattva inside are still unable to be retained. The five gods and humans declined and disappeared one by one.
"Master!"
Sanzang watched with sadness in his eyes.
He knew that these annihilations were not only dreams, but also the Tathagata's attainment status.
The Tathagata is heading for nirvana.
Sanzang naturally wanted to stop him, but his reason told him that the Buddha was different from ordinary creatures and pursued life and reincarnation in death.
If the Tathagata dies here, there will still be a chance for Nirvana and rebirth in the future. If it is forcibly interrupted and allowed to go crazy, then the chance will truly be lost.
The evil king thought so too.
Um……
As a result, all the dreams dissipated, and the green bull outside could clearly see that the huge barrier that was as upside down as a bowl finally melted away like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun.
"Is it over?"
"After this disaster is over, this team will no longer be afraid, right?"
Qingniu couldn't help but sigh.
I have to say that without the help of the Buddhist Heavenly Court, the hardships the sutra preaching team encountered along the way were truly thrilling.
Especially this little Chang'an disaster.
Fortunately, it ended in the end. Master Sanwu walked out first, followed by Master Sanzang and his disciples.
It's just that compared to the energetic team of preachers before entering, they seem to have matured a lot at this time.
There was a look of contemplation on each of their eyebrows, as if they had gone through the vicissitudes of life and needed to settle.
But obviously the real time has only passed less than a day.
"I'm afraid this calamity of spreading scriptures has not really passed yet!"
Qing Niu shook his head slightly, his tone was neither sad nor happy, he actually seemed to be an enlightened monk.
When Laojun came out of Hangu Pass and transformed Hu into a Buddha, he sat on his back.
Therefore, Qingniu has a different understanding of Western Buddhism.
As for whether he can succeed in spreading the scriptures, he doesn't care. He will become the disgusting Jade Emperor. If Buddhism declines, there is no possibility of competing with Taoism.
It seems that no matter what, it is good.
Of course, judging from the current situation, it may be difficult.
The influence of Xiao Changan's calamity has not ended, but has penetrated deeper into their hearts and constantly tortured their hearts.
A dream-like simulation puts the future before you. After what you have experienced, do you still hope to make the same mistakes again?
Everyone, including Sanzang, was lost in thought.
In the following days, the sutra transmission team no longer had the laughter and laughter before, and walked forward in silence one by one. The little white dragon also turned into a white dragon horse, carrying Sanzang across mountains and rivers, while the Evil King and Qing Niu stayed away silently, leaving them alone.
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Finally, the waves ahead were as surging as mountains, and the waves were as high as ridges. The master and disciples arrived at the boundary of Ruoshui Sanqian and Liusha River.
There are eight hundred quicksands, three thousand weak water depths, goose feathers cannot float, and reed flowers sink to the bottom.
It is said that even the Immortal River is not willing to come here, and the Buddhist lotus leaves cannot float. If you want to cross the Liusha River, you obviously cannot build a boat like the Tongtian River.
So, after thinking about it, Sanzang decided...
Fly over.
Special circumstances, special treatment.
But at this moment, Sha Monk, who had always been walking silently at the end, suddenly put down the Buddhist scripture he was carrying.
"Junior Brother Sha, what are you doing?"
The sound of the Buddhist scriptures falling to the ground was so loud that everyone in front of them turned their heads, and the monkeys were confused.
Sha Monk's lips moved but he stopped talking.
Sanzang looked at him and realized what was going to happen next, but he still said: "Wu Jing, tell me, I don't blame you!"
Sha Monk looked at Sanzang and slowly knelt down: "Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you to Chang'an to preach Buddhism!"
He expressed his decision, ignoring the monkey's shocked gaze, but felt much more at ease: "My wish has never been to spread Buddhism, but to be a protector, to protect Master from suffering all the way, to make up for being raped.
It is the responsibility of the emperor to be demoted! But I cannot protect Master, it is Master who protects us all the way, and I do not agree with Buddhism. I can't continue with this illusion!"
The monk kowtowed and performed the master-disciple salute. Finally he raised his head and asked a question: "What path do I practice? What sutra do I recite?"
Sanzang understood that the word "I" meant that Sha Monk was asking about himself, not the true Dharma, and couldn't help but remain silent.
The next moment, Sha Monk clasped his hands together and smiled with relief: "I cultivate the ruthless way and recite the Iron and Stone Sutra!"
After that, he spread his hands and walked towards the Liusha River step by step.
The golden light on his body faded away, and the ferocious muscles held the monk's robe open. His hair gradually became red and disheveled, and his fangs protruded from his mouth like sword blades. He held a treasure staff and looked fierce.
He roared loudly, his voice unprecedentedly free and carefree.
From then on, Buddhism lost one golden-bodied Arhat, and the eight-hundred-mile Liusha River gained one more master.
A waterway was paved and extended to the other side.
This was the last thing Sha Monk did for Tripitaka.
"Junior Brother Sha!"
The monkey couldn't believe his eyes until Sha Monk walked into the Liusha River.
How do you say leave and leave?
"Brother Monkey, follow Junior Brother Sha!"
The one who stopped him was Bajie.
Seeing this idiot, with his usual playful smile and lustful expression gone, actually took the initiative to pick up the Buddhist scriptures that Sha Monk had put down, the monkey had a bad premonition.
This premonition was quickly realized.
After crossing the Liusha River, you will reach the border of Us.
But after arriving here, Bajie seemed to sense something and took the lead to lead the way.
The target location is very clear, pointing directly at Gaojiazhuang.
Seeing that the destination was getting clearer and clearer, Monkey couldn't help it anymore and grabbed him: "Idiot, why are you going to that village? Could it be that your old sweetheart is there?"
Bajie looked at the monkey and smiled: "Brother Monkey is really perceptive. Yes, I want to meet her. She must have had a hard time waiting for me all these years..."
The smile contains both the sweetness of reunion and the bitterness of separation.
The monkey was stunned: "Why do you even..."
"I didn't come down to this realm to be a monk. Although the oil and water of the Purifying Altar Messenger makes me miss it a little bit..."
Bajie licked his tongue and explained: "Brother Monkey, do you still remember the Jade Rabbit of Tianzhu? Remember when I told you that it was Fairy Cui'e of Guanghan Palace who reported me, which made the Jade Emperor banish me to the lower world.
Come on, were you born a pig?"
The monkey nodded: "Of course I remember."
Bajie said: "When I asked those rabbits at that time, I found out that Cui'e had already descended to the lower world. Later, after repeated calculations, I realized that she had worked hard. Heaven did not allow private love, so she came down to earth to get married. Unexpectedly, I, an old pig, had bad luck.
, it became like this..."
The monkey understood: "So, Fairy Cui'e is in this village?"
Bajie nuzzled his mouth, and the monkey looked over, and saw a girl who was more delicate than a flower, looking out at the entrance of the village. The moment he saw Bajie, not only was he not frightened by the ferocious and ugly appearance, but his eyes were full of joy.
, waved his hands excitedly.
The monkey understood: "So, are you leaving too?"
"Brother Monkey, take care!"
Bajie came to Sanzang and placed Buddhist scriptures in front of him. He bowed down just like Sha Monk and performed the master-disciple ceremony. At the same time, he asked himself: "What kind of demon am I afraid of? What kind of demon am I afraid of?"
This is a summary of this journey of spreading scriptures, and it is also a torture of Xiao Changan.
Sanzang looked at Bajie and felt a little relieved.
This seems to be the most ineffective, but in fact, the disciple who has a strong balance in his heart has also realized it.
Since Sha Monk left, he has also thought a lot. Cultivation is not limited to Buddhism. These disciples can have their own understanding. As a master, they should give blessings.
Sanzang's attitude comforted Bajie's dilemma. He shed tears sincerely, asking and answering himself: "What you fear is the demon in your heart, and what you fear is the demon in love. Master, take care!"
"Go for it!"
Sanzang showed reluctance and patted his pig's head gently. Bajie took off his monk's robe and walked towards Gaojiazhuang step by step.
He no longer suppressed his desires, his ears were like cattail fans, his eyes were golden, and his fangs were as sharp as steel files. He bullied Tai Sui with a majestic and high-spirited attitude, and shouted loudly, with unprecedented happiness and contentment in his voice.
From then on, Buddhism lost one envoy to clean the altar, and Gaojiazhuang on the border of Wusi gained a son-in-law.
Two people were missing from the team, and it suddenly became empty. The monkey led the white horse, and the white horse carried Buddhist scriptures on its back, heading south to the border of the state.
Finally, we left the Us border and arrived at the coast.
The sea is endless as far as the eye can see. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to cross the ocean, but if there is a little white dragon, it is nothing.
But Bai Longma also put down the Buddhist scriptures.
When the monkey became numb, he saw the little white dragon transforming into a human form, coming to bow down in front of Sanzang, clasping his hands together, and asked his own question: "What is the result I seek? What kind of attachment is it?"
Sanzang was silent.
Xiao Bailong was looking for a way to revitalize the Dragon Clan, and he entered Buddhism because of the great prosperity of Buddhism. But in the end, he understood that what he wanted was not this path, and he answered the answer in his heart: "What I want is the fruit of annihilation.
What is clear is the mind of the third generation."
Nirvana is the destruction of enemies, and the three lives are cause and effect. Xiao Bailong completely regarded his trip to Buddhism as a battle to learn, but he was influenced by the Tianlong tattoo.
There is no right or wrong, everyone has their own understanding.
In terms of emotions, Xiao Bailong is the most free and easy. He smiled sarcastically and clasped his hands together: "Thank you, Master, for your cultivation along the way!"
After saying that, he jumped up and turned into a mighty white dragon, flying high and winding towards the four seas.
He let out a long roar, his voice filled with unprecedented clarity and understanding.
Since then, Buddhism has lost one of the eight heavenly dragons, Guangli Bodhisattva, and one more true dragon has appeared in the world.
In the end, Sanzang was only accompanied by monkeys.
Oh, by the way, there is also a mountain of Buddhist scriptures.
The monkey looked at Sanzang, and Sanzang looked at the monkey. The expressions of the master and the master were subtle, and there were no tricks to win.
As a disciple, Monkey finally picked up the Buddhist scriptures helplessly, grinned immediately, and shed tears of gratitude:
"Junior Brother Sha, thank you for your hard work on this journey!"