Chapter 297: Bodhi has no tree
After walking out of the daughter country, the master and apprentice continued on the road. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The two don't know if it's because of what happened before, there is a gap in their hearts and there is a conflict.
Sun Wukong stood in a sea of flowers, carrying the golden hoop stick that he had forcibly borrowed from the old dragon king, hanging his head, where did the original ruthlessness go?
"Splash monkey, Lao Tzu is going to die of thirst, Lao Tzu is going to drink."
Well.
Sun Wukong responded silently and continued to carry the golden hoop stick forward.
It's dark at night.
Shrouded in stars.
A crescent moon shone down, making the dark earth look much clearer.
Sun Wukong looked at Tang Seng who was lying on the boulder snoring, full of alcohol.
I don't know if he made up his mind, Sun Wukong stood up, looked at Tang Seng's figure, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
"What the master said is right, Zilan likes me, I'm really blind."
Since the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, I have devoted myself to Buddha, but ...... I still miss her so much, go and save her, it's a big deal that after Zilan for a long time, I'm accompanying the master to learn from the experience.
Thinking of this, Sun Wukong paused at his feet, flew towards the sky, and appeared in long shoes, showing the demeanor of the demon king at the beginning, holding a golden hoop stick, and it didn't take long to come to Nantianmen.
Sun Wukong cautiously swept around, sneakily slipped into the heavenly court, like a thief.
It didn't take long for him, who was familiar with the route of Heavenly Court, to quickly touch outside the Heavenly Prison.
At this time, Erlang God was standing outside the prison with a majestic face.
Hum.
At the beginning, he was chased and beaten by Lei Gong, but now, he is locked up in the prison by Lao Tzu, and the title of Lei Gong's first god of war can only be given to Lao Tzu.
It's just that the howling dog has long since disappeared.
"Two, Erlang God ......"
Sun Wukong cautiously shouted.
Erlang God turned his gaze, his gaze was slightly condensed, and he asked, "Dead monkey, what do you want to do?" ”
Sun Wukong's careful liver fluttered, and he took a step back a little to relieve his timid heart.
"Is Zilan in prison?"
Erlang God was stunned for a moment, smiled and whistled.
"Yo, dead monkey, do you want to be a hero to save beauty?"
Sun Wukong shook his head a little panicked, and asked, "No, no, no, I just want to ask, ...... Can she be released on bail? ”
Erlang God snorted, as the first god of war in today's court, he is extremely majestic, and only with strong combat power can he guard the heavenly prison without any problems, in the heavenly court, all the immortals need to be respectful to him.
At the beginning, he was like a phoenix that fell into the mortal world, losing the morning glow, and now he has converged his light and returned to the godhood.
Erlang God turned around Sun Wukong a few times with his hands behind his back, and his mouth kept making a tsk sound.
"Want to rob the prison?"
"No, it's not!"
"Hmph, that's it!"
As soon as the words fell, Erlang God bounced, and there was an extra three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand.
Erlang God respects the three eyes, King Kong is not bad, good at making eight or nine yuan gong, there are also seventy-two changes, swept towards Sun Wukong, a moment into S, a moment into X, in short, difficult to tight.
"There's something to say!"
Although Sun Wukong is strong, his ruthlessness has long been worn out, and his moves are weak, where is Erlang God's opponent, after a few rounds, he will be defeated.
Sun Wukong was about to get up, and the three-pointed two-edged knife was erected in front of Sun Wukong's neck.
"Want to rob the prison? Hum! ”
Erlang God doesn't care whether you are a candidate for learning scriptures from the West Heaven or not, in Heaven, he is the number one god of war, and it is extremely simple to kill a demon monkey who wants to rob the heavenly prison.
Just when the three-pointed two-edged knife was about to see blood, a majestic and terrifying figure appeared.
The sky is full of golden light, and the Buddha's will appears.
Suddenly, a huge Zen staff burst down.
"Fuck you!"
This sound swallowed mountains and rivers, and directly blasted Erlang God away.
A monk in a robe, standing majestically outside the prison, looking at Erlang God with anger on his face.
"Do you fucking know that it's up to the owner to beat a dog?"
Erlang God was furious and shouted: "Xuanzang! Your apprentice robbed the prison privately, it is already a serious crime, you should have learned the scriptures, but you returned to help the abuse, the crime is added to the first degree, I will arrest you today! ”
"You're annoying!" Tang Seng snorted coldly, held a 108,000-pound Zen staff in his hand, and stomped on the ground.
"Lao Tzu's apprentice doesn't help, can you help your mother deliver the baby?"
"You!"
When Tang Seng belonged to the golden cicada, he was already extremely vulgar, and now he returns to his memory, of course, the dog can't change to eat.
"Lao Tzu's apprentice, only Lao Tzu can bully, which green onion are you?"
When Sun Wukong heard this, his eyes were moist, he opened his mouth, and muttered: "Master......"
"Shut up!"
Tang Seng held a Zen staff, the Buddha's shadow was heavy, and he was extremely shocked, and he rushed towards Erlang God.
Suddenly, outside the prison, the power is turbulent, and the mountains and rivers are pulled out.
In a short period of time, Tang Seng fought hundreds of rounds with Erlang God, and it seemed that he was evenly matched.
"Fuck, master, such a dick?"
Now Sun Wukong has discovered that the strength of this bald donkey is so terrifying.
Tang Seng held a 108,000-pound Zen staff, destroying the withering and decaying, waving it, like a terrifying tornado.
Erlang God wanted to use the magic power again, and it can be seen that the Zen staff in Tang Seng's hand was like a rainbow, and he was beaten into a human shape for a while.
"Xuanzang! You are guilty of a capital offense! ”
Tang Seng sneered, holding the Zen staff in his hand, with the momentum of looking at the world.
"Lao Tzu is the golden cicada of Lingshan, how old are you? Even if it is to influence the scriptures, but this scripture, don't take it! ”
I saw that Tang Seng's robe was like fire, and the whole person turned into a ball of light, and the sudden aura suddenly appeared.
"Three thousand worlds, ten thousand living Buddhas, ridiculous!"
Tang Seng picked up his Zen staff, and in the loud noise that destroyed the world, it seemed that he could hear his heroic smile.
"This golden cicada, six pure, four are empty, why don't you see your temperament? Amusing! ”
Erlang God flew out directly, and the magic weapon Tianmu magic mirror on his chest also turned into powder.
"If you take the scriptures, you will be able to benefit all beings? Can you level the world? Haha, what's the use? ”
Tang Seng stood in the fiery wind, laughing wildly, full of rampant.
"Buddha? Lao Tzu is no longer a Buddha! ”
Suddenly, it turned into the most fierce attack between heaven and earth, heading towards Erlang God.
Erlang God is now the number one god of war in the heavenly court, with mana to the sky, and he was just caught off guard at first, but now, he has come to his senses and launched a powerful blow.
Suddenly, the heavens were in turmoil, and the clouds collapsed.
Tang Seng and Erlang God were lying on the ground.
As a golden cicada, even if he has great powers, he was seriously injured in this blow and was dying.
And Erlang God, with his three eyes shattered, has long lost consciousness, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.
"Demon monkey, rescue Zilan, return to Huaguo Mountain, and live a good life......" Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong, as if he was reminiscing.
"At the beginning, I was devoted to the Buddha and compassionate, and I remember that ten years ago, he had a mole on his eyebrows, too long...... I've forgotten about it for a long time, and the girl ......."
Tang Seng slowly closed his eyes and lost his breath.
Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform.
There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust.