The monks are also illusory, and there are not many sober people, but they instinctively recite the true scriptures, and under the effect of the true scriptures, there are more and more people who are beyond the long river of time, and finally all of them are detached, and they are all cross-kneeled in the golden hall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Guangyuan monk Wang Sheng had seen was sitting in front of him, his appearance was still the same, his expression and temperament seemed to be a different person, and his hands were folded, "Amitabha, Taoist ancestor is merciful!" ”

The golden light in his hand flashed, and there was also a jade-white scroll rising into the air, disappearing, and there were many names and surnames floating in the air corresponding to many monks.

The light source monk calmly looked at the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas around him, several of whom have disappeared due to changes, such as the former Venerable Guanyin.

"Senior brothers, the catastrophe of the era has passed, a new era has opened, the past cause and effect are scattered, I don't know where everyone will go."

Among these great powers are the former Manjushri Bodhisattva, the Venerable Puxian, and the Jizo Bodhisattva.

Among the three, Manjushri stood up, his golden light was banned to achieve immortal light, a Buddhist robe turned into a Taoist robe, and the Buddhist rites in his hands changed into Taoist rites, and they were already two Taoist Venerables.

"In the past, the poor road perfected the opportunity to enter the Buddha, and now a catastrophe has passed, a new catastrophe has begun, the Buddha body has faded, and the Taoist fortune has gathered, and it is still for my Taoist people, all the senior brothers, and Fuxian to say goodbye."

Manjushri also nodded, and then the two disappeared into the main hall, but the golden light Buddha Sect cultivation and luck remained here and condensed into a golden body to guard one side.

"The two junior brothers have a heart, this time they should have a great time and feel at ease!" Monk Guangyuan praised.

Jizo Bodhisattva stood up, "Amitabha, the poor monk once had a vow, the underworld is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha!" "The golden light condensed all over his body and almost showed the shadow of the Buddha light behind him, which was his Buddha light, which was at the same level as the Dao light, but he was always one step away from condensing.

"The poor monk felt the breath of the underworld, senior brother, the poor monk also went!"

Monk Guangyuan nodded, "Senior Brother Dizang has a big wish, and he can also make a big wish, when there is a certificate to Bodhi." ”

Jizo Bodhisattva nodded with a smile, and a strange mount appeared under him, leading him away step by step.

The rest of the Buddhas also made a choice, including those who apostate and entered the Buddha in ancient times, those who still stick to the Buddha with a firm mind, and those who sit on the Buddha who guards their own hearts like Jizo Bodhisattvas.

In the blink of an eye, there are only hundreds of monks left in the main hall, all of whom are people who stick to the Buddhist door, and among the many monks, only one did not make a choice, he looks strange, he is a monkey face, wearing a golden hoop, holding a rod in his hand, and he does not sit cross-legged but stands aside leaning on a pillar in a daze.

"Fighting the Holy Buddha, what is your choice?"

Monk Guangyuan spoke slowly, looking at him deeply with a pair of golden eyes emitting golden light, and his qi was even more entangled, as if he would choose to make a move.

It is the Monkey King of the past, who defeated the Buddha Sun Wukong!

He grinned and turned his head to look at Guangyuan, "Lighting the lamp, what will you do with my grandson." ”

This Guangyuan is a person who burns the lamp and changes his appearance, and the encounter with Wang Sheng in the past is a self-proclaimed memory, but now he is full of spirit after being introduced.

Lighting the lamp and smiling, "A poor monk is a poor monk, how do you know how the Great Sage will choose." ”

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, hearing this long-lost great sage, but he felt extremely ironic, he suddenly laughed, "You are right to think so, my old grandson is my old grandson, there is only one Monkey King in heaven and earth, hahaha!" ”

The stick in his hand suddenly widened, and suddenly a phantom appeared and filled the Golden Palace, almost piercing the Golden Palace.

The stick is still the same size, Sun Wukong flipped his palm, the gold list rolled in his hand, the whistling sound was loud, and he played with it a little, he suddenly frowned and muttered: "It's a little light." Then his face was hideous, "But you can still do it by smashing this Rulai child!" ”

He raised the golden hoop stick fiercely and struck at the golden Buddha in front of him, and the golden Buddha's eyes were still filled with this colorful light, and he looked very strange.

The lamp was not stopped, and the Buddhas in the hall did not stop it, the golden hoop stick collided smoothly with the Golden Buddha, there was no resistance of the Golden Buddha when Wang Sheng attacked, and there was no phenomenon of any parity, the Golden Buddha shattered, turned into a stone, fell to the ground, and there was a golden light flickering on it and gradually disappeared.

The golden Buddha dissipated, and the colorful channel disappeared naturally without coordinates, and the colorful channel disappeared, but the golden hall shook suddenly, as if it had finally become reality from the unreal, and completely integrated into the heaven and earth.

"Humph!" Sun Wukong sneered, the golden hoop stick was on his shoulder, the Buddha clothes on his body retreated and turned into golden glazed armor, the top of his head was shattered, and the demonic aura was monstrous, as if he had never cultivated Buddha, but the demonic aura was covered by a steep body.

And looking at the momentum, his cultivation was actually like Yang Jian that day, he took a crucial step, and there was only half a step left to advance to the True Domain, which was only a little worse than the current Yang Jian.

Sun Wukong didn't look at the Buddhas, and the somersault cloud appeared and disappeared with him in a flash, and there was an air explosion in the distance, like a giant beast roaring.

Randen smiled and nodded, "It's indeed a good monkey with affection and righteousness!" ”

The golden Buddha was broken, the Buddha was re-established, and the cause and effect were scattered, and since then it has been a catastrophe.

"Uncle Shi, disciple Fahai feels that there is a bad fate in the past that still exists, so he petitions to leave." Behind him stood an old monk with white eyebrows, and his cultivation was already a Buddha Dao Fruit comparable to that of a golden immortal.

Randen nodded, "Go ahead!" ”

Fahai saluted respectfully, folded his hands and left step by step.

He used to be a giant demon in the deep mountains, and then because the Buddha was inspired to enter the Buddhism to practice, so he achieved positive results, and the Buddha read his sincerity and rewarded him with six golden pills, but he was stolen half by a thousand years of snake demons in the mountains, so that his deeds could not be completed, and even before the catastrophe came, he could not prove the right results.

The catastrophe came, so that his desire to solve the evil fate was stranded, although after entering the time channel, there was a chance to become the Buddha's Dao fruit, but there has always been awkwardness, and now he is born to know that the next day the evil fate still exists, and it is still the obsession in his heart.

He walked away step by step, wearing a robe and a golden bowl in his hand, but when he looked closely, it was very illusory, and he remembered the secret confession of the Buddha who burned the lamp before.

"The golden bowl given by your master was lost by the poor monk's predecessor, but the lost person is no longer your Kayi, this cause and effect is held by the poor monk, you don't need to pay attention to it, the spirit of the golden bowl in your hand, when the time comes, you can get rid of it."

This is clearly to give away the spirit of this golden bowl!

Fahai was indignant in his heart, who was the one who took his golden bowl, and he had to give him the spirit of the golden wave to help him complete, but he didn't dare not listen to the words of Uncle Lamplighter, but he wouldn't throw the spirit of the golden bowl out now, and he wanted to use the golden bowl to break off the bad relationship.

And the moment he was born, in a cave halfway up the mountain in the distance, a white snake that was molting suddenly startled, raised its head, and looked at the void with a pair of pale golden eyes, as if seeing the monk.