Rewind the clock to hours ago.

Seeing the reincarnation entering, such as coming back to the Mahavira Treasure Hall, the high seat of the nine-grade lotus, the two great arhats of the dragon and the tiger ringing the cloud chime, and inviting the three thousand Buddhas, the three thousand Jiedi, the eight vajras, the four bodhisattvas, the five hundred arhats, the eight hundred bhikshu monks, the public upasa, the bhikshunis, the heavens and the caves, the blessed land and the spiritual mountain, the great and small Venerable and holy monks.

For a time, the auspicious light was repeated, and the rui qi was heavy, witnessing the birth of the members of the transmission team.

Zhantan Meritorious Buddha, Sanzang Master Jin Chanzi lives in the center, wearing a brocade robe, holding a nine-ring tin staff, and behind him stands the Pure Altar Messenger Zhu Wuneng, the golden-bodied Arhat Sha Wujing, the Eight Heavenly Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva Aowuse, and the monkey with both hands on the golden hoop stick......

Fight to defeat the Buddha Sun Wukong!

Seeing that all the people were here, Rulai began to press: "I look at the four continents, all living beings are good and evil, and all parties are different: those who win the Shenzhou in the east respect the heavens and the earth, and their hearts are calm; Those in Beiju Luzhou are clumsy and sparse, and they don't practice much; I am a person in the West Niu Hezhou, not greedy or killed, nourishing qi and latent spirits, although there is no supreme truth, everyone lives ...... long"

After describing the situation of Xiniu Hezhou without blushing and skipping a heartbeat, Rulai began to focus on portraying Nanzhan Buzhou: "Nanganbuzhou is thick because of the high ground and thick earth, wide range of things and dense people, does not follow Buddhism, does not respect good karma, and does not respect the three lights, although there is a Confucian religion of benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and wisdom in the other, the emperors have been one after another, relying on more greed and more killing, more lewdness and more deceit, creating boundless evil, full of sin and evil, resulting in the disaster of hell!" ”

Speaking of this, the Buddha showed compassion from top to bottom, immersed in the dire misery of Nanzhan Prefecture.

Rulai continued: "I now have three scriptures, one collection of the Dharma, talk about the heavens, talk about one collection, talk about the earth, have a collection of scriptures, and save ghosts, a total of thirty-five parts, fifteen thousand one hundred and forty-four volumes, is the path of cultivating truth, the door of righteousness and goodness, all paid to you, transcend suffering, explain calamities, spread the eastern land, persuade sentient beings, and always inject grace. ”

The whole of Buddhism is noisy: "My Buddha is merciful, spreads the eastern land, persuades sentient beings, and always injects great grace!" ”

After the mobilization meeting, Jin Chanzi ...... No, it was Master Sanzang who bowed deeply, took his four companions, and walked towards the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The 15,144 volumes of the Three Tibetan Buddhist Sutras have been placed at the door of the main hall, and the master and apprentice came here and looked at the boss's bag of scriptures.

Dou Shengfo put his hands on the golden hoop stick, swaggered forward, and ignored it, the little white dragon looked at the back and sighed lowly: "It's not him!" Not him! ”

As he spoke, he was slapped on the shoulder by a big fleshy hand, and when he looked sideways, the pig's head and pig's brain and pig's tail came over, and he smiled: "Xiaobai, how do you know that he is not Brother Monkey?" ”

Xiao Bailong looked at Zhu Bajie and said coldly: "The Great Sage is not fighting to defeat the Buddha!" ”

After that, he didn't want to argue, so he rolled on the ground and turned into a snow-white dragon horse, with his knees slightly bent.

Time is a pig-killing knife, and the bear children of that year have learned to pose and wait to ride in five hundred years.

Sanzang was not polite, turned over and got on the horse, and Zhu Bajie took the rope by the hand.

Sha Seng looked at the 15,144 volumes of the Three Tibetan Buddhist Sutras: "......"

After all, it was me who silently endured everything.

As soon as I went out, the team's positioning was very clear.

Leaders, secretaries, struggles, sloppiers and hard work, the five types of an office are all complete.

Such a team is very upward.

And behold, they flew into the sky.

The scripture learning team are all immortals, of course, they don't need to walk, they drive an auspicious cloud, fly all the way to the southeast, and in a few hours, they will cross thousands of mountains and rivers.

At this rate, in a day or so, it will be time to reach Dongtu Datang.

According to the gap between the states described in the past, when the time came to put the scriptures in front of the Tang Emperor, the people living in dire straits must have cried with joy and rushed to cultivate Buddhism.

Didn't run away.

It's a pity that at this moment, a terrible word came: "Master, why is this scripture getting heavier and heavier!" ”

Wukong ignored it, Sanzang and Bajie turned around, and saw that Sha Seng bent down, and they were about to lie on the auspicious clouds, as if they were carrying the weight of ten thousand jun on their shoulders.

The key is that as a golden-bodied Arhat, even if you really put the weight of Wanjun on your shoulders, you won't feel anything.

Now the situation of Sha Seng is obviously wrong.

"White Dragon, let's go down!"

Sanzang let the white dragon horse press the auspicious clouds, and when he reached the ground, the waist of the sand monk straightened up again, and he said strangely: "Master, this scripture has become lighter!" ”

Bajie shrugged his nose: "According to this meaning, the Buddha is letting us go all the way?" ”

Sha Seng: "Master, I think the second senior brother has a point!" ”

Sanzang nodded: "This shows sincerity!" ”

"Don't do it!"

The sharp voice descended from the sky, and the Dou Shengfu fell, glaring at the big golden eyes: "Then the Tang Emperor doesn't know how we went all the way, don't do it well, I want to go, what a show!" ”

Sha Seng: "Master, I think Senior Brother has a point!" ”

Bajie's ears fanned: "Master, if you go all the way, we are already halfway through the flight, do you want to fly back to Lingshan and walk slowly?" ”

Sanzang clasped his hands together: "That's how it should be!" ”

Bajie shook his head and took a few steps back: "Then my old pig doesn't know, Master, you can discuss it with Senior Brother!" ”

In just two sentences, the Buddha has been ignited: "If you want to go, then don't do it, my grandson will return to my ...... Back to my ......"

He looked confused, and there seemed to be a name in his mind, but he couldn't say anything, and as he desperately remembered, a golden hoop appeared on his head.

When the golden hoop bloomed brightly, his expression also changed, becoming more and more docile, and finally nodded: "Then listen to Master!" ”

Sanzang stared deeply at the golden hoop, Bajie showed a boring expression, and disappeared in a flash, the sand monk was still honest, and the white dragon horse shaved his hooves.

After receiving the supernatural powers, they fell from the sky, and with a sweep of Sanzang's eyes, they knew that this was the Tongtian River Realm.

In the past, he as a parade monk, traveled all over Xiniu Hezhou, not to mention that he knew it well, and also had an impression of the characteristics of various places, this Tongtianhe was also one of them, it is said that it was originally a branch of Tianhe, and I believe that Marshal Tianpeng has a lot to say.

But looking at Bajie's lazy appearance, Sanzang didn't say much, swept his eyes, and went to Chenjiazhuang.

He has now realized that this trip to the east is different from his previous travels, and he must change his thinking.

In order to successfully spread the Buddhist scriptures in Nanzhan Buzhou, this eastward journey is full of experience, and only by understanding the thoughts and thoughts of ordinary people can the Dharma be truly spread.

To sum up, it is to go deep among the masses, grasp with both hands, and be firm from top to bottom.

Five hundred years ago, Jin Chanzi once traveled all over the world and knew the importance of these, and five hundred years later, he was a master of Sanzang, and he could not forget his roots.

So, before coming to Chenjiazhuang, he folded his hands and said gently: "The poor monk's Dharma name is Sanzang, coming from the west and going to the Tang Dynasty to preach the scriptures!" ”

There was a quick reaction inside, and an old man on crutches walked out and performed the Buddha salute: "Master, please!" ”

Sanzang folded his hands, walked in, chatted a few words along the way, and learned that this place is now under the jurisdiction of Chechi Guoyuanhui County.

Unlike the country of Wuji, the country of Chechi was not born 500 years ago, and it is a country born in the past 100 years.

Now Buddhism is flourishing in the country, it is a great drought in the country, I heard that I am going to chant the scriptures and ask for rain, and I have won the expectation of the king, although Chenjiazhuang is remote, but I have also heard of it, and the old owner is naturally very respectful to Sanzang.

As he spoke, there was a fragrance wafting in front of him, and the old farmer said: "It's lunch, please have a meal!" ”

"Thank you, owner!"

Entering the courtyard, the three apprentices sat down at the table with a golden knife, and the white dragon horse went to eat grass pitifully, while they looked at the mundane food, and ate it very novelly, and the white steamed bun also thought it was a good thing.

Sanzang is not greedy for words, but just inquires about the surrounding situation, such as how to cross the river if he does not fly across the Tongtian River?

Looking down from the sky before, the river is very turbulent, and ordinary boats are challenging to the limit, and I am afraid that they will need some special means.

Sure enough, the old owner of Chen Zhuang thought for a while and said: "In the Tongtian River, there seem to be spirits, with a gentle temperament, and it does not hurt people, the master can find a way to cross the river!" ”

Sanzang thanked the old owner and took a group of apprentices who were full of water and food to the bank of the Tongtian River.

Just halfway through, the golden hoop stick that Dou Shengsheng Buddha put on his shoulder suddenly hit out, and it was a blow aimed at the void.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and something was faintly shattered.

Sanzang looked sideways: "Wukong, what's wrong?" ”

Dou defeated the Buddha and said: "I don't know what is weird, buzzing in my ears, annoying!" ”

His eyes were like lightning, he glanced around, looked in one direction for a moment, and then moved away.

For the preaching team, it was just an episode, but it fell on the other side, and it was a bolt from the blue.

"My latent spirit bead has been shattered, this is a six-star orange magic weapon, this strength, it is Sun Wukong, it is real!"

"Then Tang Seng is also true, the two hills that Monk Sha picked up are the scriptures retrieved from Da Lei Yin Temple, and their Mashan is about to overturn in Tongtian River, and the plot of Journey to the West is over?"

"That's not right, chief, please reply when you hear it, please reply when you hear it, we found a scripture learning team in Xiniu Hezhou, what are you looking for in Datang?"

When he heard the news from there, the Leng army in Nanzhan Prefecture didn't believe it.

Since this big world is a wasteland mode, all reincarnators believe that the plot is naturally original.

No longer have to worry about the last batch of reincarnators, don't do personnel.

What a refreshment it is!

Can ...... now

It's even more excessive than the previous batch!

The direct plot toss is gone, and they have all become Buddhas after taking the scriptures, and what is the matter with our reincarnations, but they are the ones who throw themselves into the net?

Thinking of the Tianjiao Alliance's choice again, Leng Jun clenched his fists, gasped a breath of cold air, and muttered to himself: "Yueguan, is all this in your calculations?" ”

(End of chapter)