It was just a fleeting effort, Wuling just exhaled a fragrant breeze from his mouth to protect the fish that were broken out of the water in the mountain canal, and the gold veins on his body were torn apart, exuding a dazzling brilliance from it, and when the brilliance dissipated, only the two little monks of Wuling and Wuxin were left in the place where the golden body was a big demon.

Seeing that the brute girl was the enemy of himself after all, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King didn't care about the several black holes on Gu Du's body, and with a of the long tail, he lifted the tired Wuling and Wuxin into the air.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn sounded throughout the Phoenix Mountains, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King listened to a spirit, his whole body trembled, and he was about to speak, when he saw a huge figure flying from far and near, attracting a burst of mellow white light, slowly supporting Wuling and Wuxin, and carefully putting them on the ground.

The huge figure gradually appeared, and under the seat was a big dog with golden hair, and the big dog had a Buddha flame under its feet, and the person sitting on the dog was actually a solemn woman with a well-proportioned body.

Wu Ling Sui didn't recognize who this person was, but he felt a little familiar, but the golden cymbal Dharma King who had changed to the sky obediently crouched on the ground and appeared in human form, and said in fear: "Eh, eh, Grandma Bodhisattva......"

Grandma Bodhisattva? Could this be the Bodhisattva who appeared in the mouth of the Golden Cymbal King and told him Bai Suzhen's true life?

"Amitabha Buddha ......" The woman who stood in mid-air like a god spoke: "King Golden Cymbals, why are you messing around on Phoenix Mountain?" ”

The Golden Cymbal King seemed to be very afraid of this plump woman hanging in the air, and kowtowed again and again, saying, "Grandma Bodhisattva, these two little monks have a vendetta with me, and I ...... them."

The woman in the sky said slowly: "How could I not know, isn't it the old story of your son and Bai Suzhen, alas, it was your son who took the blame, Bai Suzhen and I still have some karma, so I told you not to interfere with her life, it was your son who didn't listen and complained to others." ”

"Yes, Grandma Bodhisattva, I see. It's just that this monk has the smell of Bai Suzhen, and I made this big movement on impulse. Thinking that Bai Suzhen is grandma's deceased, I heard that Bai Suzhen has died, and she must have nothing to do with these two little monks. Although the King of the Golden Cymbals bowed to the ground, but a pair of eyes purred and kept turning, the fight just now really made him unhappy, and he actually lost to a yellow-haired girl, which was really angry, so he thought to himself that even if he couldn't solve these two annoying little monks, he would definitely make them unhappy.

"You brute, you're a ghost, and you're going to bite back when the time comes. Let me tell you, I was watching from the sky when Bai Suzhen died, but it was inconvenient to intervene, speaking of which, it also had something to do with the catfish brother in your river. The woman smiled slightly, as if in anger.

When the Golden Cymbal King heard this, he was even more frightened and didn't dare to get up, and explained again and again: "Grandma, that's not the brother of the little animal, it's not familiar, we are not familiar." ”

"The Dharma is boundless, and the audience is alive. I can see the karmic fate between you and these two Buddhist disciples here, but since I am here, I still have to be rewarded and punished. As the woman spoke, the hand that was lightly held on her chest moved into the distance, only to see a half-human tall rabbit suddenly pop out of the soil in a mountainous area, and floated to her, the woman leaned out a soft finger and flicked it lightly, and a bronze mirror fell off the rabbit spirit and fell right in front of Wuling.

Poor bearded Zixuan, when he saw this god coming from the sky, he fled like crazy in the earth, but he was simply carried back.