The Ranshi Mountain is only a hundred miles away from the Imperial City of the Sacrifice Country, and Wukong somersault cloud is so fast, he returned to Jinguang Temple in the blink of an eye. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this instant, Wukong summoned the golden hoop stick, and when he got to the sky above the white dragon horse, he saw the two of them flying, not to mention nonsense, and flew narrowly to the aftermath, and it was a stick at the head.

The people who came were the two bodhisattvas of Manjushri and Puxian.

The white dragon horse borrowed the nine-leaf Ganoderma lucidum to impact the ban, if it comes to the natural knowledge, the discerning eye, see that there are relics worn on the white dragon horse, knowing that if there is this thing, the ban will eventually be resolved, ponder for a moment, that is, call Manjushri Puxian, carefully instructed.

Hearing that the white dragon horse was attacking the ban and trying to turn into a dragon, Manjushri Puxian dared to slack off, and each drove the lotus platform to fly up and go straight to the sacrificial country.

The two Bodhisattvas are fast, when they arrive at the territory of the sacrificial country, Wukong is still sulking at the top of the tower, which is the most eye-catching here, the two Bodhisattvas are strong, and they hide a body of mana, and Wukong is distracted and does not notice.

Several contacts, most of them are still hostile, Manjushri Puxian also understands Wukong, knows his temper, at this time he is a disciple of Tianzun, more noble than his own status, but it is just before, if he is facing the enemy now, he is heavy and heavy, he really hurt himself, Lingshan can't help him, with such a thought, I can't help but feel worried.

Since the true and false Monkey King attracted the Bodhi Ancestor to burn the lamp and the ancient Buddha both appeared, most of the Bodhisattva Arhats of Lingshan Leiyin Temple did not want to provoke Wukong again, even if they were the four great Bodhisattvas, they could not escape and be spared.

Left and right, the two Bodhisattvas just thought about doing it again after dark, and saw Wukong flying away on the clouds, and the Bodhisattva followed and saw that it was where the blue wave pool was, and this was to see the old dragon of all saints.

I wanted to go back and take the relics away, but I was afraid that Wukong would go back at any time, so I waited in the dark on a mountain in the distance.

Just like a gambler who wants to win when he wins, he always looks forward to winning the next hand to turn the book, and he is really looking forward to a turning point by Manjushri Bodhisattva, and he saw Sun Wukong and the old dragon king drunk out of Bibo Pond, all the way without words, and after reaching the mountain, he held his breath.

This is a secret matter to talk about! Still so drunk, will not make a long story short to say three or two words can be over, with such a plan, the two Bodhisattvas quietly walked away, and then drove the lotus platform straight to the sacrificial country.

Wukong's heart aches for the white dragon horse, and the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King worries about his daughter, both of them are a little drunk, and with his two abilities, he never realized that he had been spied on.

When the Bodhisattva arrived at the sacrificial country, he saw that there was only one monk feeding the white dragon horse at this time, and Sha Wujing pig Wuneng was not on the side, and secretly said that God will help me, and if I fall, I will receive the relics.

The Bodhisattva didn't even put the white dragon horse who was forbidden and imprisoned in his eyes, and the big thorn fell directly.

The monk of Jinguang Temple who served the little white dragon saw, although he didn't know which way the Bodhisattva was, there was a lotus platform to fly, there must be a Bodhisattva Arhat undoubtedly, and he was still to worship, and he didn't want to speak, so he pointed to the white dragon horse and fixed it, and he wanted to grab the hollow cloth bag.

This is the mount of Master Xuanzang, yesterday the monks of the whole temple received the favor of the master and the Monkey King, and learned from the mouth of the Bajie that the master has entered the palace to intercede for himself, the Monkey King is in the pagoda last night to find two little demons, to find the relics also have a target, seeing that the monks of the whole temple have to rely on the master to wash away the grievances, at this time someone wants to rob the master of the mount of the ornaments, this monk was anxious, forgot that the other party is the Bodhisattva Arhat who flew from the lotus platform.

"Alas, alas!!" The monk was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Where are you monks from, this is Master Xuanzang's mount! No one wants to touch a single hair of this white horse!"

Seeing that the other party not only did not listen but also ripped off the cloth bag, the monk was furious, and pounced on it and snatched it with a loud shout.

He was going to bow down to the body, from the half-squatting up, and the heart was anxious and angry, but this time it was also fast, Fuxian did not expect that this mortal monk just looked respectful and wanted to bow, in the blink of an eye he dared to move, he was a mortal monk as a thief grabbed the arm, there was anger in his heart, with a wave of his hand, the monk was thrown a few feet away, accompanied by this 'click' a few crisp sounds, and fell heavily on the wall and fell to the ground.

The monk struggled to get up, but he was in severe pain, his hands and feet were afraid that he had broken many places, and he didn't get up after struggling a few times, but he grinned in pain.

Looking at the two monks with blood-red eyes, the monk shouted hard: "Come on! someone stole Master Xuanzang's white horse!"

Because of this severe pain, although he was screaming desperately, the monk's shouting was also a little weak, seeing that there was no response, these two monks who were neither male nor female drove the lotus platform to leave, and the monk shouted loudly, with a sad and angry face.

In desperation, I saw a flash of golden light, and after a loud bang, the Bodhisattva who snatched the ornament disappeared at once, followed by a huge earthquake in the neighboring courtyard across the wall, and countless gravels scattered like fireworks, although a few small stones fell on the body, the monk did not feel pain, but looked at the figure standing proudly in the air with a happy face.

At this time, Wukong held an iron rod in both hands, although he did not say a word, the power of the stick was deeply imprinted in the heart of this mortal monk, and Wukong was regarded as a god!

On the same day in the Lion Camel Ridge, and Fuxian double battle Wukong was still Wukong forcibly seized the magic weapon of Fuxian, this time caught off guard, Fuxian must be seriously injured, only by himself is not an opponent, Manjushri saw Wukong a posture ready to shoot at any time, afraid that he would also give himself such a look, how dare to check Fuxian's injury, stared at Wukong intently and asked: "The relics are the things of my Buddhism, the poor monk and Fuxian returned to Lingshan, it is a matter of course, the monkey king is such a dead hand, but what does it mean?"

Wukong sneered: "The three sects of Buddhism, the Eastern Earth Zen Sect, the Western Regions Bliss Zen Sect, and the Lingshan Tantric Sect are all established, although your Lingshan is strong, this relic has been retained in the Jinguang Temple for thousands of years, and it may not be from your Lingshan, besides, even if it is from the Lingshan, what can it be? Lao Sun doesn't care about this! The relics are left behind! or die!"

While speaking, Fuxian finally crawled out of the big pit in the ground, recited the spell to urge the lotus platform, and staggered up.

Manjushri glanced at Fuxian, only to see that she was holding the relics cloth bag in her left hand, carefully holding her right arm, which was weak and low, afraid that it would be broken.

The two Bodhisattvas glanced at each other, each other's faces were extremely ugly, and after a moment of silence, Manjushri said helplessly: "We will leave the relics." ”

Fuxian was extremely unwilling, how could he be injured at this time, and he was not an opponent, so he let Manjushri take the relics from his hands and throw them back to Wukong.

Wukong took it casually, verified the authenticity of the relics, temporarily put them under his clothes, and sneered: "No wonder Lao Sun didn't remind you, this thing is surnamed Sun!

Hearing this, the faces of the two Bodhisattvas were even more ugly, how could they take advantage of Wukong's drunken deliberations to take the opportunity to come, the other party actually came so fast, there must be something strange in this, both looked at the hollow cloth bag, although they couldn't see the abnormality, they also knew that it was related to it, they looked at each other, and left without saying a word.

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