"The entire eighty-one tribulations revolve around the three Tibets. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Therefore, for the Heavenly Dao, among the six people who traveled west, no one is missing, and he cannot be missing. Otherwise, the eighty-one difficulties will have to be rearranged, and the impact will not be good for anyone.

What's more, if my prediction was correct, among the eighty-one tribulations, the more sacredness should be tribulated, and the more strong people who died, the more Heavenly Dao merits would be issued in the later stage...... Combining these two reasons, why should I do more?"

Amitabha pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you have evidence to substantiate your claim?"

"Don't look for evidence to substantiate it, trust your own judgment. ”

"You're too conceited, you're making an inexplicable bet on my future in the West. Amitabha's voice was already a little annoyed.

Rulai said: "It's not that I'm conceited, it's that you're a fan." Do you think that even if the saints of all directions block the Buddha of my western heavens, when Sanzang is in trouble, there will really be no one who can save him?"

Most of the annoyance in Amitabha's heart was gone: "You won't count on the white bone spirit, right? Although she is protecting Sanzang now, she does not have the strength to break the game." ”

Rulai shook his head, pointed down, and smiled silently.

Difu, on the banks of the Lethe River, in the depths of the blood-red Manzhu Sawa Ocean.

Dressed in a bright red robe and wearing a crown on his head, the Bodhisattva of Jizo stood in a pool of pure water, bathing in the hands of a strange beast with a tiger's head, a single horn, dog ears, a dragon body, and unicorn feet, and closed eyes.

At a certain moment, the strange-looking beast slowly opened its eyes and said softly: "The golden cicada is in distress and trapped in a large array. ”

"I know. ”

The strange beast looked puzzled: "Why don't you go and rescue him?" As far as I know, in the entire Buddhism, the relationship between the two of you is the best, right?"

"Is Sanzang dying?" asked the Jizo King rhetorically.

The beast paused slightly and shook his head: "There shouldn't be." ”

"Then it's not time. King Jizo said, looking up from afar: "Perhaps, someone is anxiously waiting for me to make a move, right? After all, the door of the house has been sealed by people, and there is no power to save it...... Speaking of which, it's really quite cola, hehe. ”

Double-Fork Ridge, in the Mixed Yuan Golden Fighting Array, inside the Steel Palace.

The white bone spirit looked at the yellow sand stained red with blood in the projection, as well as the corpses of ancient gods, and couldn't help but speak: "Li Lingzhi is faint, these guys, they won't fight one and die together, right?"

"Probably not, it seems, the people who want to kill me have the upper hand. Not to mention, there is also a stone rock, which uses the formation from time to time to weaken the cultivation and mana of the god who protects me. Sanzang said calmly.

"Anyway, why haven't your helpers arrived yet, and if the gods who came to help you die cleanly, then you're in danger. Anyway, I'm not going to fight these old monsters who don't know how many years they've lived for you. The White Bone Spirit asked seriously.

"No one is coming now, and if we wait any longer, no one will come. Sanzang said.

"And what are you going to do?" asked the Bone Spirit curiously.

"Desperate to survive!" Sanzang stretched out his hand and pointed to the steel giant gate, his gaze signaling to the white bone spirit.

On the yellow sandy ground, just as the god guarding Sanzang was about to be completely defeated, with a loud rumbling sound, the gate that had been ravaged by sandstorms and beams from beginning to end suddenly opened from the inside, and out came a young monk who was dirty and embarrassed, but his eyes were bright and his temperament was as quiet as a lake.

"Tang Sanzang!"

The moment they saw him, several big demons shouted out in surprise, abandoned their opponents, and rushed over.

"Don't you think you're stupid?" Sanzang squinted and whispered as the wind blew on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant demon had already arrived in front of him, slashing at his neck with a scythe-like weapon, not giving him a chance to speak.

"Boom!"

A huge divine gate suddenly appeared, knocking the demon into the air, slamming it to the ground, breaking the scythe and cracking the bone marrow.

"Don't worry, listen to what he has to say. The white bone spirit walked out of the palace and said coldly.

After all, the name of the Great Sage of White Bones has some prestige, and many demons stopped, looking at Sanzang with red eyes.

"You have been deceived. Under the eyes of everyone, Sanzang looked serious and said seriously: "The party who wants to kill me, you think that you can get merit by killing me, but have you ever thought about why Buddhism, Heavenly Court, Human Sect, Interpretation Sect, Wa Palace and other forces don't directly kill me and share the merits?"

Many saints stopped, and someone said weakly: "You are a disciple of Buddhism, or the protagonist of the westward journey, you are guarded by the entire Buddhism, and they can't find a chance." ”

"Even they can't find a chance, why do you have such an opportunity?" Sanzang said seriously: "All of you have been calculated! Everyone, please look back and look at the corpses all over the ground." How many sacred people have died since you received the news? What's more, even if you kill me, gain a lot of merit, and show favor to the teachings, what is the use? Do you have the destiny to enjoy the fruits of your success under the pursuit of the Buddhas?"

"Demagogy. Shi Ji stood in the void and said coldly.

Sanzang raised his eyes, his eyes shining: "I happen to have something to ask you, please explain, where did the escaping energy go after those divine deaths?"

"How would I have known that it didn't fall into my hands anyway. Shi Ji said badly, and said hard.

Sanzang didn't say much at this time, but it was better than ten million words, and all the divine eyes on Shi Ji were already different.

"This world is really crazy, why would you choose to believe in a monk!" Shi Ji said through gritted teeth.

The white bone spirit said indifferently: "It's also a helpless move, because you are even more unbelievable." ”

"This pool of water is too deep, and all kinds of calculations in it are like reefs, and if you are not careful, you will overturn my small boat. Shiji, let me out. A young man with eyes shining with purple light spoke.

Shi Ji was a little hesitant, but he was also afraid of causing public anger and losing a big one. With a wave of his hand, a huge portal appeared out of thin air: "Except for Tang Sanzang, anyone can go out." ”

"Isn't it okay to treat everyone equally?" Sanzang sighed helplessly.

The White Bone Spirit looked at him with appreciation: "Anyway, your goal has been achieved. Now that you've lifted the dangerous state, you can only wait. Perhaps, two Buddhas who missed the bill will come here and rescue you. ”

"Golden Cicada, why don't you unseal it?" Just as Sanzang was about to speak, an extremely familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears...... (To be continued.) )