Mountains of flames, raging waves, and the heat that incinerated the air have all been distorted.

Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice were lying on the boss's chair leisurely, eating chilled melons and fruits, and enjoying the hot sauna in the sand sea.

"Wukong, have you sent melons and fruits to the people nearby?" Chen Jiangliu asked while spitting watermelon seeds.

"Don't worry, master, it's already been sent over."

"Well, that's fine."

The Chenjiang River has been blocking the Flame Mountain for more than three months.

It can't be said that he has nothing to do, at least Chen Jiangliu is helping the local people improve their living standards.

As for learning from the scriptures, then don't worry, the fire will close the mountain, how to go?

Chen Jiangliu was not in a hurry, but the pharmacist and Maitreya on the clouds were not in a hurry.

The medicine master and Maitreya lowered the clouds, appeared as a Buddha, walked to Chen Jiangliu's chair, frowned slightly, and asked, "Golden Cicada, why are you so leisurely?" ”

"Leisurely? Poor monks are not leisurely, huh? After a few months of busy work, I built a shed, fetched water, and planted it, and I had tanned several times. Chen Jiangliu lay on the chair and replied weakly.

"Jin Chanzi, as a scripture learner, you should understand that learning scriptures is your first priority, not making a mess here!" The pharmacist and Maitreya hated that iron could not be made of steel.

"Dare to ask Medicine Buddha and Maitreya Buddha, what is the meaning of poor monks learning scriptures?"

"Buddhism spreads eastward, benefiting the human race!"

"Isn't that poor monk helping the people of the Flame Mountain now for the benefit of the human race?"

"How many people are there in the Flaming Mountain? How many people are there in Dongtu Datang? How can thou lose great because of a small one? ”

"What is small? What is Big? Dongtu Datang is a person, but isn't Flaming Mountain? ”

"In the eyes of the poor monks, for the benefit of the human race, there is no big or small, and there is no order!"

The pharmacist and Maitreya knew that Chen Jiangliu was eloquent, so they did not argue with him, and reminded: "Almost past the Flame Mountain, continue to learn the scriptures!" ”

"I can't get by."

"How do you live with this mountain of flames? Could it be that the poor monk was buried in the sea of fire and his soul flew to Lingshan? Chen Jiangliu asked rhetorically.

The pharmacist and Maitreya were itching their teeth, and said in unison: "Of course, let you extinguish the fire first, and then cross the mountain!" ”

"I can't extinguish it."

"The poor monk doesn't have the ability to extinguish fires!"

"Damn, who told you to put out the fire, let you find a way to put out the fire."

"Oh."

"No way." Chen Jiangliu still had a dead face, full of indifference.

"Angry poor monk!" The medicine master and Maitreya finally knew that Guanyin, Manjushri, and Fuxian would be so angry before.

"There is a banana cave in Cuiyun Mountain, and there is a Rakshasa girl in the banana cave, and she has a banana fan in her hand to extinguish the fire of the Flame Mountain, and you can borrow it to extinguish the fire!"

"Sun Wukong, you and the Bull Demon King are sworn brothers, it shouldn't be difficult to borrow a banana fan, right?"

"Oh."

"I can't borrow it, last time my grandson beat the cousin of the Bull Demon King in Xie Yang Mountain, and the two of us have broken off their relationship." Sun Wukong said nonsense.

"Damn!" The medicine master and Maitreya scolded loudly, turned around and went up to the sea of clouds.

Sun Wukong continued to lie down.

"Master, do you want my grandson to borrow a banana fan?" Sun Wukong asked for the master's opinion.

"Let's borrow it, the climate here is too dry and hot, almost not suitable for survival, and helping the people here as a teacher is also a symptom but not a cure." Chen Jiangliu said in a deep voice.

"Well, the master will wait for me for a while, and I'll go back when I go!"

Sun Wukong jumped up, flipped over and flew towards Cuiyun Mountain.

Above the sea of clouds, the pharmacist and Maitreya were relieved when they saw Sun Wukong go to borrow a banana fan.

The medicine master and Maitreya still didn't want to provoke the Rakshasa woman.

The Rakshasa has an extraordinary origin, and is rumored to come from the Asura clan.

The Styx Ancestor created the Asura clan, the male is extremely ugly, the female is as beautiful as a flower, the Styx Ancestor is known as the first person under the saint, to kill the Tao, moody...... Definitely not to mess with!

Cuiyun Mountain, Basho Cave.

The Bull Demon King learned that his virtuous brother Sun Wukong was coming, and he prepared wine and food in advance.

Sun Wukong explained the intention and borrowed a banana fan.

The Bull Demon King patted his chest, "Brother Xian, don't worry!" ”

A feast, eating extremely enjoyable.

In the end, Sun Wukong took the banana fan back to the Flame Mountain.

I saw that Sun Wukong was standing in front of the Flame Mountain, chanting the magic in his mouth, and the palm-sized banana fan immediately rose in the wind and became several times larger.

If you want to extinguish the fire of the Flame Mountain, you need to extinguish the fire roots.

Sun Wukong had learned the method of extinguishing the fire from the Bull Demon King, and he held a banana fan and fanned the mountain seven seven or forty-nine times.

And behold, it rained where there was a fire, and the sky was sunny where there was no fire.

Torrential winds, pouring down.

The red mountain of the Mountain of Flames was extinguished.

The red-hot soil returns to its normal color.

Countless people excitedly rushed into the rain curtain, collected rainwater, sang and danced, and the fire of the Flaming Mountain was finally extinguished.

It rained heavily for three days and three nights.

Faintly, you can see the green bulging of the Flaming Mountains.

Seeing this, Chen Jiangliu also nodded with satisfaction, "I think it won't take long for the Flame Mountain to be able to restore its previous beauty." ”

The living environment of the people here has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Sun Wukong extinguished the fire of the Flame Mountain, sent back the banana fan, and the five masters and apprentices continued to hurry.

Out of the Flame Mountain, unconsciously traveled five thousand miles, at the end of autumn and early winter, I saw some: wild chrysanthemums are falling, and new plums are new.

The five masters and apprentices were walking, and they could faintly see the golden light flickering in the distance.

When they got closer, the five masters and apprentices saw the city, which was really a dragon pan situation, and the tiger was in the golden city.

"After walking for several months, I finally saw the capital of the Terran country, so I went into the city to rest and recuperate." Chen Jiangliu turned over and dismounted, patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the city gate.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Monk followed behind Chen Jiangliu, the little white dragon did not show his body, and his eyes were not on the city in front of him, but on a pool of water not far from the city.

"Princess All Saints, my little white dragon is back!" The little white dragon's face was calm, his heart was quiet, and he no longer had the anger he had when he was cuckolded.

Maybe it's because I've been with Chen Jiangliu for a long time, and I've also been contaminated with Chen Jiangliu's cleanliness, and the woman who has been touched by others will never be touched again!

There is a flame burning in the eyes of the little white dragon, not a fire of love, but a fire of anger, a fire of self-confidence!

The capital of this human race is called the Sacrifice Country, and the distant pond is called Bibo Pond!

The gate of the sacrificial city is guarded by soldiers to inspect the people who come and go.

The soldiers defending the city looked at Chen Jiangliu and his party, their expressions froze, and then their faces showed shock and ecstasy, "Are they monks?" Is this God here to send merit? ”

When the national treasure of the Saisai country was lost, the emperor believed that it was a monk guarding and stealing it, if it weren't for the Chongyang Immortal Master to find the national treasure, I am afraid that the Saisai country would have been unable to deter the surrounding small countries.

A few years ago, the country of sacrifice was completely banned from Buddha, and all those who are Buddhas are guilty, and they have a great merit in catching them!

When the soldiers defending the city saw Chen Jiangliu coming, they hurriedly greeted him, and their faces couldn't help but show joy, "Everyone... Is it a monk? ”

"The poor monk was sent by the Tang Emperor of the Eastern Soil to worship the Buddha and learn scriptures in the West Tianling Mountain."

"What? Or a big monk? The faces of the soldiers defending the city showed shock and joy.

Chen Jiangliu saw the other party's face full of joy, and nodded knowingly, "It's not easy, along the way, I finally met a national capital close to Buddhism!" ”

The defenders returned to the queue and reported the incident to the general of the city.

The city protector general glanced at Chen Jiangliu from a distance, and nodded knowingly, "Good boy, you have a share of this wave of credit!" ”

"General Xie!"

The city protector general rode up to Chen Jiangliu and said in a deep voice, "Let's go with the general." ”

"Thank you, thank you."

Sure enough, the national capital close to Buddhism is different, not to mention the matter of letting yourself wait for the post station, you must have arranged a proper place to live.

Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice followed behind the city protector and walked towards the city, but the direction was not in the middle, but in a remote place.

Chen Jiangliu looked at the dark door of the secluded forest, and couldn't help asking, "We live here?" ”

"Or else?"

"Get in!"

When I entered the black gate, I saw the light of day, the bloody aura came from the surface, the torture instruments as far as the eye could see, and the faint wail.

Where is this place to live? It's clearly a prison!

And it's a prison that never sees the light of day!

"Help me...... Help me......" In the dark cell, a faint and immature voice sounded.

Chen Jiangliu followed the sound and walked into the darkness, and at the end, he saw two or three children lying on the ground, all of whom were novices, about six or seven years old.

A nameless anger welled up in Chen Jiangliu's heart, "Sacrifice to the Saiguo, ban the Buddha, it won't be like this!" ”

"They're just novices......"

"Wukong, save people!"

"Yes, master!"

Sun Wukong practiced a lot of magical powers, and he was also proficient in the art of Qihuang, diagnosed several children, and saved his life with a breath of immortal energy, "Idiot, feed them some warm water, warm water and some salt cubes." ”

"Okay, Brother Monkey."

Zhu Bajie used his mana to heat the water bladder and fed warm water to the three children.

"Master, they still need herbal healing, and the environment here is too damp and dark......" Sun Wukong said.

Chen Jiangliu's face was calm, and he nodded slowly, "I want to see how vicious this sacrificial king is, even a child will not be spared!" ”

Chen Jiangliu walked to the prison door, looked at the guard, and said loudly: "We want to meet the emperor!" ”

The doorman sneered, "You guys entered here, and you still want to get out alive, wishful thinking!" ”

"If the poor monk were you, he wouldn't dare to speak like that."

"The good people in this world don't die, the bad people don't die, only the stupid people die, unfortunately, you are the stupid one!"

"What? Dare to scold me when you are dying! The doorman drew his knife and said viciously.

"You can go to the poor monk's bag and search it, and you will find a clearance document."

"The poor monk is the younger brother of His Majesty the Tang Emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, and he was ordered to go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, passing by the country of Ru Sacrifice."

"Where should you be in the Tang Dynasty?"

The doorman subconsciously replied: "The products are abundant, and the heavenly kingdom is ......."

"If the poor monk dies, the Tang Emperor will be angry, millions of corpses will be ambushed, and the blood will flow away, if the poor monk is you, he will definitely report the original words to the king of the sacrifice." Chen Jiangliu said, turned around and went back to the dark place.

The doorman really searched for the customs clearance document in Chen Jiangliu's bag, and stood in place, very frightened, involving the war between the two countries, this is a big thing.

Outside the gate, the matter was reported to the city protector.

After many reports, the doorman finally met the king of the festival and presented Chen Jiangliu's customs clearance documents.

The king of the festival looked at Chen Jiangliu's customs clearance document and couldn't help frowning, "It's really the royal brother of the Tang Emperor." ”

"What's wrong with the Tang Dynasty's royal brother, you have to be a monk."

On the side, the personal eunuch listened to His Majesty's voice and couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Then Your Majesty... Put? ”

"Let it go, let it go." It is already difficult for the sacrificial country to suppress the surrounding small countries, and if the state knows that it has provoked the Tang Dynasty, it will be to cause trouble for the sacrificial country.

"Your Majesty, then Tang Xuanzang wants to see you."

"Then let's see it, and drive the hall." The king of the festival personally issued a ban on Buddhism, and he did not want to meet with the people in the Buddhist sect in a high-profile manner.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After a short time, Chen Jiangliu and the five people carried three children and walked to the side hall.

"Tang Xuanzang, I've seen His Majesty the King!"

The king of the festival sat on the top, looked at Chen Jiangliu from a distance, and slowly spoke: "I have used the treasure seal on your customs clearance document, so leave the country as soon as possible!" ”

The king of the festival was calm, and he had already ordered the eviction.

Chen Jiangliu's face was calm, he slowly took a step forward, and asked in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, can there be a law for sacrificing to the race country?" ”

"Your own laws!"

"What do you ask about this?"

"Dare to ask Your Majesty, what laws have these novices violated to be treated so harshly?" Chen Jiangliu looked directly at the king of the sacrifice race and asked loudly.

The imaginary king of the festival did not appear with a dodge of his eyes, and the king of the festival listened to Chen Jiangliu's question, with a faint anger on his face, "Shake the country of my sacrifice race!" ”

"How is that possible? The poor monk doesn't believe it! Chen Jiangliu shook his head firmly.

The king of the festival slowly raised his head, looked outside the side hall, his thoughts seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago, and he said slowly: "I still remember the teachings of the Chongyang Immortal Master, and without investigation, there is no right to speak......

Chen Jiangliu couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the King of the Sacrifice Race mention Chongyang Immortal Master, "Chongyang Immortal Master? Who? Uncle? ”

"Uncle has been here..."

"The poor monk knows!"

Chen Jiangliu stopped talking, led a group of apprentices out of the palace, and found a post station to stay.

Chen Jiangliu went to the streets, and Sun Wukong was treating children.

Chen Jiangliu walked the streets, asking ordinary people about Buddhism.

"Jinguang Temple... Back then, there was a golden Buddha treasure, which occupied hundreds of thousands of acres of land, and we all farmed for the temple. ”

"The Buddha statue in the Jinguang Temple, the cultivation is very magnificent, it is said that His Majesty forbade the Buddha to dismantle a Buddha statue, which is enough to widen the country's galloping road by a few centimeters."

Chen Jiangliu listened to the answers of the people, and shook his head helplessly, "Chechi Country is like this, Wuji Country is like this, and the Saisai Country is also like this......"

"Old man, have you planted a field for the temple all your life and worshiped the Buddha?"

"Worship the Buddha? That's all rich people can worship, only let worship, I have been facing the loess with my back to the sky all my life, and I have to worship God. ”

In a word, only rich people can worship, and only then can they worship, which punished Chen Jiangliu's heart again.

"Is the ban on Buddha in the Sai Country still so strict now?"

"Not really."

"When the Jinguang National Treasure was lost, His Majesty ordered all the monks to be arrested, but a few old monks still ran away, and they wanted to shake the foundation of the Saisai Country...... "An old man whispered.

Chen Jiangliu listened to Lao Suo's words, thought of the words of the king of the festival race, and thought of several novice children, his face was gloomy, and he walked alone.

When he walked to the open place, Chen Jiangliu burst into anger and asked loudly to the Medicine Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, Guanyin, Manjushri, and Puxian Bodhisattvas on the sea of clouds: "What do you want to do?" ”

Chen Jiangliu didn't believe that there was no push from them to sacrifice the country!