Chapter 240: Put Down the Butcher's Knife and Become a Buddha on the Ground (Ask for Subscription)

At this moment, it is difficult to completely envelop oneself in the "light of the righteous path," and its heels, conditions, and true appearance are all in a state that is difficult to observe.

He, like a mystery, makes the expression of the monkey who usually believes in his "fiery eyes" a lot more solemn.

In addition to encountering this situation on Tang Sanzang, it was the first time that the monkey had encountered this kind of enemy.

And Yi Nanping, who was naked and had his upper body exposed, moved slightly, pulled out his legs that were deep in the ground, and walked a few steps towards Tang Sanzang with a brazen and unparalleled momentum.

Faintly, Tang Sanzang and his entourage could feel that the man shrouded in white light was observing them, with a little contempt and a little jealousy.

However, even if this man hadn't said a word, an incomparably heavy pressure had suddenly pressed on the hearts of Tang Sanzang and his party.

Zhu Bajie, who was protecting the "Manjushri Bodhisattva" on the side, subconsciously moved closer to Tang Sanzang, and did not forget to firmly grasp the arm of Manjushri Bodhisattva in his hand.

In Zhu Bajie's heart, his own life is the most important, and the second thing is to protect Tang Sanzang.

And Manjushri once said that the purpose of this great enemy was him, so Zhu Bajie already had the idea of throwing Manjushri out at a critical moment to attract attention, and he quickly took the master to escape for his life.

"However, Brother Monkey probably won't be defeated, right?" Zhu Bajie thought so in his heart.

Although in Zhu Bajie's cognition, it is not impossible for him to have supernatural powers, mana, and realms above the monkey, but Brother Monkey's combat power of sanctification in the flesh is very trustworthy.

And the momentum on the monkey's body has also slowly surged, under the traction of the fighting spirit, there is no need for the monkey to take the initiative to take out the golden hoop stick from the ear, the wishful golden hoop stick will fly out directly, falling into the hands of the monkey, exuding a brilliant golden light.

It's hard to settle!

Monkeys, who have occasionally visited friends in the sky, naturally know such a number one person.

Just by virtue of his ability to make trouble at the South Heavenly Gate and retreat under the gaze of many immortals in the Heavenly Court, the monkey would definitely not underestimate him.

Naturally, the monkey will not be afraid, but if he knew in advance that it was such a number one person who was fighting with Manjushri a few miles away, the monkey would definitely keep the master away a little.

"Come, stop!"

The monkey, who had always been accustomed to speaking with a golden hoop stick, felt the invisible spirit of Yi Nanping, but he rarely spoke a warning.

"Heh......"

It was obviously laughter, but when it came out of the uneasy mouth, it was extremely cold and calm, and then a sentence drifted into the monkey's ears. "Little monkey, you want to stop me?"

The monkey's fiery eyes immediately narrowed, his body moved at will, and he shot out towards Yi Nanping, and the golden hoop stick in his hand slashed down towards Yi Nanping with the momentum of opening mountains and dividing the sea.

"Boom!"

Unlike Manjushri Bodhisattva's previous continuous use of formations to contain attacks and inflated intentions, the moment the monkey's hard-fought fighting style collided with Yinanping, a huge wave of qi suddenly swept around, like twelve winds blowing.

However, after that huge wave of qi, whether it was the monkey, or the Manjushri Bodhisattva, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng on the other side, they couldn't help but shrink their eyes slightly.

The combat power of the "Monkey King" is naturally a well-known existence in the Three Realms.

But the heavenly stick, not only did not make Yi Nanping retreat a bit, but it was only a palm that fluttered upwards to block the wishful golden hoop stick.

"Little monkey, you're missing something."

As the cold and calm words sounded, the palm of Yi Yanping's grip on the golden hoop rod tightened slightly, and then flung it towards the sky.

For a moment, the monkey's physique, which can be called the sanctification of the flesh, was forced to carry the golden hoop stick, and was thrown out with a burst of breaking sounds.

Immediately, he took another step as if nothing had happened, and walked in the direction of Manjushri.

I have to say that Manjushri was really a little panicked this time.

The terrifying combat power of "Yi Nanping" has far exceeded his imagination, no wonder the Buddha was also silent when he mentioned this person, and he never said how to deal with this person.

Terrible!

"Master, let's go ......"

However, at this critical moment, to Tang Sanzang's surprise, Zhu Bajie, who was usually lazy and even occasionally complained a few words, actually blocked his fat body in front of Tang Sanzang.

Of course, while Zhu Bajie was hiding in front of Tang San, that Manjushri Bodhisattva was also "protected" by Zhu Bajie in front of him, intentionally or unintentionally.

"I, without malice, hand over Manjushri."

Just when Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng were extremely nervous, Na Yi stopped walking, and he spit out a sentence coldly hidden in the white light.

"Master......"

Hearing this, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but shout at Tang Sanzang, which meant that it was self-evident, it was nothing more than handing over Manjushri Bodhisattva, and we wouldn't wade into this troubled water.

However, Tang Sanzang's attitude was extremely firm, and he nodded slightly at Manjushri Bodhisattva's moving eyes, and then said compassionately and peacefully.

"Amitabha, monks are compassionate, how can a poor monk watch the benefactor kill and be indifferent? If the benefactor really wants to kill Manjushri, then step over the corpse of the poor monk. ”

"Ridiculous!" Yi Yiping's voice was as cold as a 10,000-year-old cold pool, and he said.

"When this Manjushri harmed the life of the king of the Wuji Kingdom, how could he ever remember that the monks were compassionate? Now you're using this excuse to save his life, isn't it a joke? ”

"What?"

Tang Sanzang's expression was shocked, and then he looked at Manjushri Bodhisattva's eyes, but he couldn't help but show a little disbelief, a little disappointed, and a little sad and said.

"Venerable Manjushri, isn't it true that the poor monk once encountered the unjust soul in the 'Ejian Baolin Temple'? How did you...... How can you ...... so much?"

For a while, Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was nakedly exposed, couldn't help but feel a little ashamed even with his face, and lowered his head slightly, not daring to answer.

In the end, Tang Sanzang let out a long sigh, with an expression of "Of course I choose to forgive you" on his face, and said. "Amitabha, this matter is really a sin, but the deceased has passed away......"

However, before Tang Sanzang finished speaking, he laughed uncomfortably and said. "Oh, monk, I'm afraid you don't want to persuade me with the words 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot', right?"

"Exactly, whether it is the benefactor or the Venerable Manjushri, the poor monk must advise you to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, and do not make mistakes again and again in the future." Tang Sanzang said softly and quietly, with a charm in his voice that made people feel at ease.

"Heh, this Manjushri is the power of the Western Heavens, and you are a mortal who teaches him with Buddha's verses?"

"Isn't it? The reason why Venerable Manjushri did not become a Buddha may be that he still has a butcher's knife in his heart, so he dared to ask the benefactor to give Venerable Manjushri a chance. Tang Sanzang said as a matter of course.

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