Chapter 428: Burning the Ancient Buddha

When Ah Ao and Ka Ye saw the visitor, they hurriedly saluted: "Ah Ah (Ka Ye) has seen the Buddha. ”

Long Xiaobai and the others also knew that this was an ancient Buddha who rarely showed up, so they hurriedly saluted.

The Ancient Buddha nodded with a smile, then looked at Long Xiaobai and said, "Little White Dragon, come with me." With that, he turned around and walked to a corner.

Long Xiaobai glanced at Tang Seng and the others, and then walked over with some apprehension.

The ancient Buddha waved a Buddha light shield to cut off the sound of the outside world.

Long Xiaobai's heart instantly lifted, and he couldn't help but think of his little scorpion. In other words, the reason why the scorpion essence is so awesome that even Rulai dares to sting is because of her master, the ancient Buddha!

"Little White Dragon, you let my unassuming apprentice escape death, and I suppose I want to thank you. The ancient Buddha said directly.

Long Xiaobai was instantly embarrassed, and said with a sneer: "This~ The family doesn't talk about two families, so you don't have to be polite." ”

"Uh!" The Ancient Buddha was stunned at first, then shook his head and smiled: "You little dragon, you are really like the legend, you are so shameless." ”

"Hehe, thank you Buddha for your compliment, the disciple has not done enough. Long Xiaobai felt that this Buddha was much more pleasing to the eye than the Buddha, so he simply made a joke.

"Alright, let's get down to business. ”

The ancient Buddha's face was straight, and he said in a low voice: "Back then, I asked that scorpion to go to the seat of Rulai to listen to the lecture, and when I saw that it was my disciple, I wanted to drive her away. Who knew that the scorpion was so bold that she stung Rulai with an inverted spur, causing her to be driven to the nether realm and become a monster. Maybe she was destined to do this and became a 'trial monster' for your scripture-learning team. If it weren't for your presence, my disciple would probably have been killed. So, for the two of you, I'm not against that. The so-called: fate. Now that she has escaped death, another calamity awaits her. ”

"Buddha, why do you say that the little scorpion is following me in calamity? She is very happy now. Long Xiaobai said solemnly.

A trace of strangeness flashed on the face of the ancient Buddha, and he always felt that there was a light behind the other party's head that affected him, and even surpassed the light of the true Buddha.

"Well, anyway, it's good that she can live. However, as her master, she has been neglecting to teach. I have this supreme heart sutra, and I hope you can bring it to her, so that I can do my duty as a master for the last time. ”

The ancient Buddha said with a lamp, but there was no movement. But Long Xiaobai felt that there was something more in his arms, and then the system prompt sounded.

"Ding!"

"Open the side quest and light the gift of the ancient Buddha. Reward: 500 redemption points!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Para Supreme Heart Sutra (copy). The Bala Supreme Heart Sutra (Quest Item) is a method of cultivating the mind given by the Ancient Buddha to the Scorpion Essence. ”

"The Buddha can rest assured that the disciple will definitely give the Heart Sutra to the little scorpion. At the same time, the disciple thanked you for her. Long Xiaobai said, bowing down.

"Hahaha! Okay, let's go get the scriptures! But a word of caution, there are two kinds of scriptures. One is wordless, the other is worded, and you should look at it when the time comes. ”

As he spoke, the ancient Buddha disappeared on the fifth floor, and the soundproof cover suddenly disappeared.

Long Xiaobai was stunned for a while, and he could get a very important message from the other party's words. That is: he and Rulai are not in harmony with each other, and it seems that the real power is not as great as the other party.

Otherwise, his apprentice would not have been reduced to the point of being a monster, and if he hadn't even appeared by himself, the little scorpion would have been killed by the Pleiades Star Officer sent by Vilamba Bodhisattva!

It seems that the water in the Buddha realm is very deep......

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"Elder Tang, look at all the scriptures on the fifth layer. Ah Dou pointed to the rows of bookcases made of rosewood and smiled proudly.

"Ahh I didn't dare to take it down and look at it, but looked at the annotations on it in rows, and a hint of frenzy appeared on my face.

Whether he is a Tang monk or a golden cicada, he is a faithful believer in the Buddhist world, and it can be said that he has reached a state of obsession with Buddhist scriptures.

Sun Wukong and others also watched in rows, showing excitement on their faces. But no one moved to reach out and take the book on it.

Ah Dou and Jia Ye were very satisfied with the performance of Tang Seng and the others, but after seeing the little white dragon's indifferent look, they couldn't help but feel strange.

"Elder Tang, this side is the Sanzang Sutra, and it is also what the Buddha promised you. Ah Dou pointed to a row of bookcases.

Tang Seng hurriedly walked over and watched carefully, with an excited face.

Kaba reached out and opened several cabinets with closed doors, which were also full of scriptures.

"Alright, now let's start preaching, are the things for the scriptures ready?" asked Ah Wei.

"Amitabha, I'll go get it. The sand monk turned around and ran down the Treasure Pavilion.

Long Xiaobai walked in front of Ah Tai and Jia Ye with a smile, these two guys have a lot of hearts.

The two Venerables were looked at a little unnaturally by Long Xiaobai, especially when they saw the other party talking privately with the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha just now, they were inevitably a little jealous in their hearts.

"Hehe, two Venerables, I heard that there are two kinds of scriptures in Lingshan. One is wordless, and the other is worded. Two Venerables, make no mistake. If the wordless scripture is transmitted, it will be troublesome, right?"

Long Xiaobai's words made Ah Ao and Jia Ye stunned at the same time, and it was even more unnatural.

"Amitabha, what did Elder Long say. The wordless sutra is a profound Dharma, and even if it is passed on to you, it will not be understood!"

"Quack, quack, that's good, that's good!" Long Xiaobai laughed, causing the two Venerables to shudder.

Soon, the sand monk walked up with a pile of baggage. Thus, the preaching of the scriptures began in earnest.

"Brothers, look at it! If you encounter a wordless, you will burn it, anyway, a blank piece of paper, it's useless to keep it!" Long Xiaobai said while checking the scriptures.

Ah Ao and Ka Ye shook their hands, completely dispelling the idea of mixing in some wordless scriptures.

Long Xiaobai looked at the bulging burdens, but he was thinking about the next thing in his heart.

Next, I will meet the Buddha again, and then I and others will have eight days to return to Datang to preach the scriptures. Eight days later, he returned to Lingshan to be sealed. Since then, it has been regarded as a positive result.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Tang Seng.

Tang Seng's face flushed with excitement, and every scripture that passed through his hands would be carefully flipped through. These scriptures, as long as they are brought back to the Tang Dynasty, will surely cause a sensation in the entire Eastern Territory.

He is still a Tang monk, and the golden cicada in the Yuan Shen will not wake up before he is sealed. He also has his own mission, his own commitment to the Tang Emperor.

Long Xiaobai looked at Tang Seng's appearance and couldn't help but feel pitiful. This shameless old man, who has endured fourteen years of hardship, will have nothing to do with him on the day he becomes a Buddha.

He asked himself to help him, but how could he help? Jin Chanzi was the second disciple of Rulai. I have been preparing for more than 500 years, and I am waiting for this day.

The Sanzang Sutra, a total of 15,144 volumes, took more than half a day before it was neatly stacked by the master and apprentice in more than a dozen big burdens.

After the transmission of the scriptures, all the masters and disciples took the scriptures and returned to the Mahavira Hall to give thanks.

(End of chapter)