Chapter 363: Lost Horse, Eagle Sorrowful Stream Flying White Dragon

[Hint: The 80,000 naval forces of the Heavenly Court held a military exercise in the Tibetan country of Wusi. 】

[Hint: Chechiguo Zoo is full of visitors. 】

[Hint: The Buddha Treasure of the Saisai Country has formed light pollution. 】

[Hint: The Obon Festival held at the Western Heaven Dairaion Temple has ended successfully.] 】

I was going to see what the opponent was doing, but he didn't do anything as if he had allowed his doomsday element to develop on its own, and while I was rummaging around on the interface, I accidentally found some irrelevant information that suggested that my sister would not be able to voice prompt, and after flipping through a few with relish, I found that Monkey Zero had actually opened his mind and ran back to the monkeys.

[Hint: 'Orangutan flu' has infected hundreds of monkeys in Huaguo Mountain, and it is expected to explode.] 】

[Hint: 'Orangutan flu' has already infected thousands of monkeys, and it will spread faster and faster.] 】

Well, that's the normal rate of transmission between monkeys

Well, I'll give you some rewards for working so hard.

[Hint: 'Orangutan flu' has evolved into 'cross-species transmission', and infected monkeys will be able to communicate with other species.] 】

Set a small goal, first control Huaguo Mountain, as for the entire Aolai country...... There will always be hunters who go into the mountains to hunt and be teased by monkeys.

-- Year 1 --

Nanzhan Buzhou, five hundred miles west from the western frontier of the Great Zhou Kingdom, there is a small country named "Hami", which is one of the countless subject countries of the Great Zhou, and its name is given by the Queen of the Great Zhou because it offers the most to the Great Zhou every year is "cantaloupe".

There is a continuous mountain range in the southern Xinjiang of Hami country that is complex and dangerous, and cannot be cultivated and cultivated, which is called "Snake Pan Mountain", and the only water source in the mountain range is a wide and clear mountain stream, because the birds will mistake it for the sky when they pass by and fall into the water, and it is called "Eagle Sorrow Stream" by the mountain people of Hami.

On this day, a man and a horse appeared in front of the eagle's sorrowful stream.

There was nothing special about the horse, it was just an ordinary yellow horse, and there was no saddle bridle, but the man seemed to be a monk from the wandering side, about seven feet three inches tall, with a kind face, delicate skin and flesh, wearing a gray monk's robe, stepping on old monk's shoes, a tiger skin apron around his waist, bare hands, no long things, only carrying a package behind his back.

When the horse was driven to the water to drink, the monk began to recite the death mantra to it for no apparent reason.

"Nam no Amitabha night Amitabha night, Amitabha night, Amitabha Dubhavi-"

Before the horses drank enough water, the monk finished reciting the incantation, and then heard a splashing sound, and a silver-white dragon poked its head out of the stream, opened its mouth and swallowed the yellow horse directly.

The monk broke the spell, did not panic or flee, just stood there and looked straight at the white dragon.

"What did I just eat?" The white dragon spoke, but his voice was as clear as a girl's.

"The foot strength of a poor monk, a yellow horse." The monk replied.

"Oh." Bai Long shook his body, and threw out some gold and silver jewelry out of nowhere and landed in front of the monk: "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person, according to the rules, I will compensate 100 times." ”

"Whose rules?" The monk didn't touch the gold and silver, and asked with interest.

"My dad...... No, it's my brother's rule," Bai Long replied, "If they bring me food on a special trip, they will be given ten times the profit, and if they accidentally eat something that is not for sale, they will be compensated by a hundred times the master." ”

"What if you eat someone?" The monk continued.

The white dragon had a strange expression, as if he had heard some incredible question: "Will you go and eat stones or dirt?" ”

"If you need to, you will." The monk smiled.

"Unbelievable." Bai Long blinked and decided to give up the exchange: "Anyway, I'll give you compensation." ”

She flicked her tail and went straight back into the pool, while the monk waited motionless without picking up gold or silver.

After a while, the water surface boiled again, and this time out of the water was a crimson dragon that was more than four or five times larger than the previous white dragon, it fell to the shore, stared at the monk, and made a huge sound, like thunder: "Dare to ask the master's name?" What do you know about our brothers and sisters? ”

He couldn't help but care, after his sister returned to the Dragon Palace, whenever he spoke, the phantom of the monk would appear, the key was that she couldn't see it herself, although it had no specific impact, but it made him, the elder brother, quite upset, and simply surfaced to find a way to solve this matter.

"The poor monk Jin Cicada, who came from the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, resisted the decree and went to the West Heaven to debate the Buddha's scriptures." The monk replied with his hands folded.

Honglong was stunned for a moment: "Not to mention what you mean by 'resisting the decree', shouldn't the purpose of going to the West Heaven be 'worshipping the Buddha and seeking scriptures'?" ”

"I am a Buddha, why should I worship? There is a mistake in the scriptures, why do you ask for it? The monk who called himself the golden cicada replied.

"Hahaha, I can see it, you guy is probably here to find a bodyguard, is he worried that he will be killed on the road with sharp teeth, right?" The red dragon laughed, and before he saw any movement, the gold and silver in front of the monk had disappeared, replaced by a pavilion, and the red dragon also turned into a handsome boy in silver armor and walked into the pavilion.

"I am Ao Lie, the third son of Ao Yan, the Dragon King of the West Sea, and I am my seventh sister Ao Yu, and this place is my summer palace in the West Sea," the red dragon who turned into a son said: "Although the dragon clan has a long life and often wastes on nonsense, there is no reason to be easy with people, I can give you a cup of tea to convince me." ”

"The poor monk Jin Chanzi is the reincarnation of the second disciple of the Buddha in the West Heaven," the monk said, "He was punished for reincarnation in the lower realm for questioning the Master's teachings at the Obon Festival, but he did not lose any memory." ”

"It's not surprising, I still remember that my dragon body wasn't like this." Ao Lie didn't care much and picked up the tea bowl on the stone table in the pavilion.

"The Master said at the time that there was a woman who was nursing her young, and she first killed the mosquitoes that bit the young child, and then drove away the old dog that ate her leftovers," the golden cicada said, "The Master said, 'The woman didn't know that the mosquito was the reincarnation of her mother, the old dog was the reincarnation of her father, and the baby was the reincarnation of her enemy'. ”

"Oh......" Ao Lie thought for a moment, and didn't understand the point: "What did you say?" ”

The golden cicada said: "The poor monk said, 'The Three Realms and Five Elements, the Six Realms of Reincarnation, and the Nine Shades and Ten Categories, there is no such coincidence, and it must be deliberately arranged by the master for the sake of teaching the Fa. ’”

"Poof!" Ao Lie squirted the tea.

"The poor monk said, 'This incident shows that under the saints, they are all ants, if they encounter strange misfortunes, they must be arranged by others, and they must not accept their fate, and they need to find ways to improve their own realm, and one day they can get revenge.' The golden cicada clasped his hands together: "Then the poor monk was fanned down by the master with a big mudra." ”

"You ......" Ao Lie tea stopped drinking: "I don't know much about the teachings of the Buddhist scriptures, but your views sound completely contrary to them?" ”

"The master has a saying, give the poor monk ten time to return to the West Heaven, every time he fails, he will lose one percent of his memory, if he loses ten times, he will personally take the poor monk back, and even if he recovers the Buddha's body, that idea will disappear completely." Jin Cicada nodded.

"Your method of debating is really ......," Ao Lie picked up his teacup again, "but not enough to convince me." ”

"What if the poor monk said that going to the West Heaven together can solve Lord Ao's own problems?" Jin Cicada said.

"What do you know?" Ao Lie drank the tea dry, put the tea bowl down heavily, and stared at the golden cicada with a pair of golden vertical pupils.

"I don't know anything, as the poor monk said before, any strange thing is arranged by others, and it can only be solved by improving one's own realm," Jin Chanzi picked up the tea bowl instead: "The strange ability of Lord Ao Shi to 'ignite and burn all pearls, crystals and jade' by himself, even if he hides in this remote palace, it is useless, the world knows that the Jade Emperor likes to reward the dragon orb the most, although Lord Ao Shi Taoguang has avoided most of the rewards, but one day he will burn those things directly in front of the rewarded envoys and commit heavenly rules." ”

"If Lord Ao protects the poor monk to go to the West Heaven, the poor monk can continue to debate with the master, and the donor you can get a Buddhist title of 'Eight Heavenly Dragons', even if you can't solve the physique of burning things indiscriminately, you can use this as an excuse to refuse any reward from the Jade Emperor."

"I'll think about it for a moment......" Ao Lie folded his arms and frowned, lost in thought.

"As far as the poor monk knows, there are many mountain spirits and ghosts along the way, Ling Ai, the poor monk is saying Ling Mei, you can enjoy them at will." Jin Chanzi added.

"Let's go with this bald uncle! Dad-brother! A white dragon flew out of the eagle's melancholy stream, turned into a pink carved girl, and jumped straight into the pavilion and pounced on Ao Lie's back.

"Hmph, it seems that you know me very well," Ao Lie snorted: "Say it in advance, I will only protect your safety, you don't want to tell me to do things, and besides, it is impossible for you to ride with the body of a dragon or transform into a horse." ”

"If you need Lord Ao Shi to take a trip to the poor monks, just use the form of the moment." Jin Chanzi is as good as a stream, but Ao Lie always feels that there is something wrong with this sentence.

"The most important one," said the third prince of Xihai, "although I promised to protect you, but the idea of my sister Ao Yu is above all else, even if she says that she will leave you and go back to the Dragon Palace, I will do it." ”

"That's natural," Jin Chanzi nodded: "There is no reason to let Master Ao Shi go against his family because he wants to be with the poor monks." ”

This sounded more and more weird, and Ao Lie frowned: "Anyway, you stay here for a while, I'll go buy a few horses and come back, and by the way, inform the merchants who send food here all year round to stop." ”

"If there is no business of Lord Ao Shi, will they fall into the middle of the road?" Jin Chanzi asked.

"Hmph, the goods I threw at them are enough for them to be rich for five hundred years." Ao Lie stretched out his arms to hug Ao Yu, and flicked the sleeves of his robe and flew away.