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Chapter 68 The demon monk eats my old grandson!

Although Buddhism's plan to travel to the West for Buddhist scriptures started a little hastily, in any case, under the watchful eyes of heaven and the immortals and Buddhas of Buddhism, it finally started.

Let's talk about Master Xuanzang, who received the imperial edict from the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, prepared various documents, and then, escorted by several imperial guards, crossed the Liangjie Mountain and walked out of the Tang Dynasty.

After leaving the Tang Dynasty, the guards who escorted Master Xuanzang said goodbye and returned to their lives. Although Master Xuanzang was a little reluctant to leave, he did not hold back. After saying some words of thanks, he rode his BMW, carried his luggage, and continued towards the

Heading west.

After all, it is the land adjacent to the Tang Dynasty. Although it has left the border, it is still peaceful. Even in some deep mountains and old forests, although there are wolves, tigers and leopards, there are no evil spirits.

Master Xuanzang was very lucky. He didn't encounter any powerful beasts along the way. After traveling for hundreds of miles, when he came to the foot of a mountain and was about to take a rest, he suddenly heard chanting not far away.

"The Tao is the heart. The heart is the Tao. Immortal Taoism always requires objects. If you know that there is no object and no mind, then you are really like the Xiaoyao Immortal. The Xiaoyao Immortal has no appearance, and a golden elixir encompasses all phenomena. The body without body is the real body, and the phase without form is the real body.

Reality is neither color nor emptiness nor emptiness, neither coming nor going nor turning back, no difference, no sameness, no presence or absence, hard to leave, hard to take, hard to hear and look at. The aura inside and outside is the same everywhere, one fairyland in one sand, one grain of sand

Containing the vast world, one body and mind, all dharmas are the same, and those who know it must understand the Tiangang Dharma..."

The more Master Xuanzang listened, the more profound and unfathomable he felt. Although he was not proficient in magic practice, he was also proficient in Buddhist principles. After only listening for a moment, he already knew what the mysterious man who did not know where he was reciting was saying.

The magic formula is definitely the general outline of some great supernatural power.

At this moment, he couldn't sit still. It was taboo to eavesdrop on other people's cultivation methods. If he encountered an unreasonable monk who was harassing him, he might not be able to get out of the mountains in front of him today.

"Hey, who dares to eavesdrop on my grandson's secret method of Tiangang!"

Just as Master Xuanzang mounted his white horse and was about to leave quickly, a loud shout rang out in the air, like thunder exploding in his ears. The white horse under Master Xuanzang neighed and struggled, and he fell heavily to the ground.

.

"Alas!"

Fortunately, Master Xuanzang was young and strong. Although he was dizzy after being thrown, his heart was not hurt. After sitting on the ground for a while, he was able to stand up.

However, he had just stood up, and what he saw was a huge monkey head with golden hair. The Thunder Lord was grinning at him, and Xuanzang sat down on the ground again with a pop.

"Who are you, monk, and why do you want to eavesdrop on my master's secret technique?"

Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel in his hand, and the cudgel was tight and tight in his hand. He deliberately wanted to hit the opponent's head with the cudgel, and then it was over, and the task assigned by the system was completed.

But he still couldn't be cruel for a while. After all, with this stick, he would be fighting Buddhism until death. Before he found a suitable reason, he was still hesitant.

"Donor, don't misunderstand me. Xuanzang, a poor monk, came from the Tang Dynasty in the east. He was entrusted by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to go to the west to worship Buddha and learn scriptures. When he was passing here, he happened to encounter the benefactor reciting the Dharma. He was not eavesdropping on purpose!

"

Looking at the monkey in front of him, who looked like a human but not a monster, a monster but not a monster, and was wearing a golden armor that made people's eyes hurt, Xuanzang stood up quickly, said the Buddha's name, and then hurriedly explained.

It was a good thing that he didn't speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, Sun Wukong immediately found a reason to attack and shouted loudly.

"Hey, you monster monk, how dare you deceive me, my grandson? Think about it, Xitianling Mountain is located on the border of Xiniuhezhou. It is more than hundreds of millions of miles away from Dongsheng Divine Continent. It is simply out of reach, even for the ordinary Sanxian City of Death.

You may not be able to rush to the Lingshan Mountain. You are a mortal body with a lifespan of less than a hundred years. How can you go to the Western Heaven and obtain the true scripture?"

Wukong was secretly happy in his heart. He was justified in beating the monk to death with a stick. Even if the Buddha asked him about it, he would just insist that he just killed an evil monk pretending to be a Buddhist monk. After all, Buddhist monks cannot be ordinary people.

Mortals, no matter how you look at this matter, it cannot be considered that you have done something wrong.

"To tell you the truth, I am a Buddhist monk appointed by the Buddha to protect the Buddhist scriptures. You monster monk dares to pretend to be a Buddhist monk in front of me. This is a serious crime of blasphemy against the Buddha. You monster monk, please give me a stick!"

Amidst the loud shouts, Wukong swung the golden cudgel in his hand high, then he felt cruel, gritted his teeth, and suddenly smashed it down with the stick.

He knew very well that if he used his stick, the surrounding mountains would be razed to the ground. A mortal monk, not to mention his body, would not be able to escape even his soul.

If you stick it down, it will turn into ashes, and you won't even have a chance to enter reincarnation. This is the end of it, and this Buddhist scripture seeker will be completely eliminated!

"Bang!"

But before the terrifying stick carrying the power of wind and thunder fell, it was blocked by a white fairy treasure, making a violent sound of metal collision.

"Who am I?!"

After the attack failed, Sun Wukong took a step back with the golden cudgel in his hand, stood a hundred feet away, and looked ahead.

At this time, in front of Monk Xuanzang, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, dressed in white monk robes, was holding a white glass vase in one hand and a willow branch in the other, staring at him with an indifferent expression.

"Great Sage, what do you mean by this?" Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's eyebrows were filled with chills, and his voice was as cold as frost in June.

"It turns out to be Guanyin Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva came just in time. There is a mortal here pretending to be a Buddhist monk. I, Old Sun, are preparing to clean up the door of Buddhism. Since the Bodhisattva has come in person, I will leave this evil monk to you to deal with!"

Sun Wukong had a serious look on his face, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Buddhism paid too much attention to this sutra collector. This time the attack was fruitless. Even Guanyin Bodhisattva came forward. He had lost the chance to attack again.

Before, he could shirk the idea that he was cleaning out demonic monks for the Buddhist sect, but if he took action after the Bodhisattva came forward, he would be completely at odds with the Buddhist sect. This result was not what he wanted.

"Didn't you just hand over the customs clearance documents with the seal of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to the Great Sage?" Guanyin Bodhisattva asked with confusion as he looked down at Tang Monk who was sitting on the ground and had not yet recovered from his shock.

Guanshiyin Bodhisattva has been very busy recently. Not long ago, he rushed to Huaguo Mountain and told Sun Wukong to go to Liangjie Mountain to wait for Buddhist monks. After that, he went to Gaolaozhuang and Liusha River and other places to contact Zhuganghe and Shahe respectively.

After Wu Jing, Xiao Bailong and others informed them that the pilgrims were on their way, they hurried towards Liangjie Mountain, fearing that the unruly monkey would cause some trouble.

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived here, he saw the monkey raising the golden cudgel and trying to kill the Buddhist monk with a stick. He was so frightened that he didn't even have time to use the Buddhist method and directly threw the jade purification bottle in his hand.
Chapter completed!
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