Xuanzang found himself in an extremely dark world.

He saw Xiao Tang holding an umbrella not far away, making a bubble spitting motion at him, and then smiled, and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

He tried to follow, but was held down by a hand on his shoulder.

"Let go of me—"

Xuanzang turned his head, but he was stunned, and his eyes quickly moistened.

"Division...... Master! ”

Master Sanle appeared behind him, still smiling, his eyes full of love and kindness.

Xuanzang threw himself into the master's arms, and said in a snorted voice: "Master, I'...... I thought I would never see you again! ”

No matter how much he has Huigen, after all, he is only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, who has experienced so many things, and seems to be strong, but in front of the master, he finally exposed the panic and uneasiness in his heart.

Sanle sighed lightly, touched Xuanzang's bald head, and said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred, I and other Buddhist monks are going to walk in the red dust after all." ”

Xuanzang faintly heard the meaning of parting from Master's words, and hurriedly asked, "Master, where are you going?" ”

Sanle sighed: "Naturally, I should go to the place where I should go for my teacher." ”

After a pause, he said in a solemn voice: "Xuanzang, time is limited, listen to the next words, whether you can completely kill Moro and restore peace in the world is up to you." ”

Xuanzang was shocked in his heart, and he was very puzzled, he was just a little novice who didn't even have mana, what could he do with such a big thing?

"Sacrificing one's body to feed demons for the teacher is to let Moro have a physical body, but he doesn't want to be suppressed by his consciousness with the method of reincarnation, which has led to today's results."

"Now Moro is fighting hard with Tsing Yi and the Heavenly Master, and only as a teacher can he quietly come to see you with the method of supporting dreams."

"Xuanzang, now raise your right hand."

Xuanzang did so, and then found that there was an extra word 'Buddha' in his palm at some point, exuding a faint light.

"Before, in the White Horse Temple, when you saw the demon fetus, the teacher quietly gave you a gift, which is the word 'Buddha', and it is also the only hope for defeating Moro!"

Xuanzang wiped away his tears, showed a determined look, and said, "Master, what should I do?" ”

The master did not hesitate to risk his life to kill Moro, and as a disciple, he was not afraid of life and death!

Sanle asked, "Do you remember the "Three Hundred Children's Songs" I gave you? ”

Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and said with some surprise: "Master, sing a children's song to Moro...... Will it work? ”

Master Sanle shook his head and smiled: "What you see is illusory, what you understand is true, there are all aspects of the law, and you don't cling to emptiness." Xuanzang, read that book carefully, and when the time comes, you will understand. ”

He held out a little thumb and said with a smile, "You're just a little bit away from defeating Moro." ”

After that, Sanle's figure is getting weaker and fainter.

Xuanzang hurriedly tightened his hand and said, "Master, don't go, it's so dark here, how can I get out of here?" I'm so scared! ”

"The cycle of cause and effect has its own certainty, don't be afraid, someone will help you get out of here."

"Master, don't go!!"

Xuanzang had a faint hunch that this might be the last time he and his master would meet.

Sanraku's voice had a hint of emotion in its calmness.

"When I picked you up in the river, you were only nine pounds and eight taels, and you were so big in a blink of an eye."

"Xuanzang, when Moro is destroyed, you can still be a child of the river, or marry a wife and have children, or be an official and businessman, farm and raise fish, it's up to you."

He let out a long sigh and said, "If you insist on staying in Buddhism, remember that don't think about traveling west to learn scriptures, the lack of Mahayana Buddhism is a regret for the teacher and Dharma, not yours." ”

"You deserve to have your own life."

The sound became farther and farther away, and Sanle's figure finally disappeared.

Xuanzang fell into the darkness, he raised his right hand, hoping to illuminate the darkness by relying on the word 'Buddha' in the palm of his hand, but how can a little light of fireflies illuminate the world.

Xuanzang felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was gradually swallowed up by the darkness.

However, at this moment, the bright Buddha light lit up and continued to pour into Xuanzang's body, expelling the darkness and cold.

An old voice echoed in this dark world, like an empowerment, and it was a slap in the face.

"Amitabha, don't wake up soon!"

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

……

Xuanzang opened his eyes suddenly, the moonlight was like water, the night sky of Luoyang was a little dazzling, and through the sea of clouds, he could hear the roaring thunder and see the bright fairy light.

Bright as day.

Xuanzang felt that his body was full of strength, not only did he recover from all his injuries, but the upper, middle and lower three dantians were all opened, and the mellow Buddhist mana was like a river rushing and condensing into a lake.

His eyes were jade-colored, and the moonlight around him made him feel very kind, and his body was light and agile, as if he could move like a bird in the moonlight.

This is a sign of stepping into the Yin God Realm.

Xuanzang looked at his hand incredulously.

"I ...... When did you cultivate to the Yin God Realm? ”

Although it was only the early stage of the Yin God, it was an ordinary person who crossed the three realms of Bigu in a moment, and it was absolutely shocking to spread it.

"Amitabha, you've finally woken up."

Xuanzang turned his head and saw a gray-bearded, old and tired old monk, sitting quietly on the ground, with only one arm, and his breath was peaceful and calm.

He looked very old, and even his eyebrows were white, like frost and snow.

"Master, you saved me?"

Hui Chan nodded and said, "Lao Wei has injected the remaining cultivation into your body with the method of empowerment, little monk, your name is Xuanzang, right?" ”

Xuanzang looked at the old and kind Huichan, his heart was very moved, his eyes were red, and he nodded quickly.

"Good boy, don't cry."

Hui Chan looked at Xuanzang, as if looking at a priceless treasure.

"It's really a good root vessel, it can hold so much Buddhist mana, no wonder the Buddha chose you."

Xuanzang was puzzled.

Hui Chan pointed to the sky and said, "Hurry up and do what you have to do, the people of Luoyang City are still waiting for you." ”

Xuanzang remembered Master's words, his spirit perked up, and he said: "I know, Master said that the key to defeating Moro is in "Three Hundred Children's Songs", and I have always kept that book close to me——"

Xuanzang took out the book on his body, but his pupils froze, revealing a look of horror.

Because the book "Three Hundred Children's Songs" was placed in the place of the heart, before he was pierced through the heart by Moro, the book was also penetrated, except for the four corners, the content in the center was almost all burned to ashes.

……

Thousands of feet in the sky.

Little by little, the situation is changing.

As the old heavenly master said, the divine power of the lady in Tsing Yi is not endless, and in terms of the accumulation of 84,000 years of Maitreya Buddha, although she is amazingly talented, her background is still much worse.

As time passed, the scales of victory began to slowly tilt.

The lady in Tsing Yi and the old heavenly master stood side by side, the fairy light and thunder were horizontal, repelling the attacks of the four Moro again and again, and I don't know how many times they cut off Moro's head, but it still didn't help.

Now the four of Moro surrounded them, consuming the mana of the two of them with their immortal bodies, and their intentions were very obvious.

"Zhang Zhiyan and Tsing Yi, you can be called the two strongest people in the world, but you still can't help this seat, they all say that those who know the times are handsome, you should know that there is no one in this world who can beat me!"

Moro said in a bewitching voice: "If you are willing to take refuge in this seat, I can assure you that the Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Green Underworld will never be lost, and they will still be under your control." ”

"Zhang Zhiyan, your life is short, after this seat unifies the world, I can help you become an immortal!"

"And Tsing Yi, you really surprised me, you have such a powerful Shinto cultivation, this seat can crown you as a Buddha in the future and sit on the lotus platform together, how about it?"

Moro's voice seems to have some kind of strange power, which can deceive people's hearts, full of seductive power, and invisibly provoke greed in people's hearts.

But the Heavenly Master and the Tsing Yi Niangniang are both people with excellent moods, and they are not moved at all.

"Disciple of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, how can you succumb to the demons if you would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the eyes of the Heavenly Master, and he said, "Moro, don't take out your tricks, and don't be ashamed!" ”

The lady in Tsing Yi was more direct and said coldly: "It's disgusting." ”

Moro snorted coldly and said: "This seat is the Sixth Heavenly Demon King of the Desire Realm, if you came to enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, you were almost defeated by me, you two juniors, what are they?" ”

Tsing Yi Niang said lightly: "It's just a demon who was once suppressed by the Buddha to the hell of Abi." ”

The Heavenly Master followed the mending knife and said, "What kind of self-proclaimed enemy of the Buddha's enlightenment, hehe, maybe to the Buddha, you are just a little bug buzzing under the Bodhi tree!" ”

Moro looked angry.

The thing he is most proud of is that he once blocked Shakyamuni's enlightenment, although he failed, he was also proud, how could he allow his juniors to slander?

"Nonsense, in the past, I almost stopped Rulai from becoming enlightened, but now that I have a physical body, even if I come back to life, what can I do?"

"If you come to a child, how can you bear me!"

He wantonly insulted the existence he had feared in his heart, and he felt a sense of revenge.

However, in the next moment, the heavens and the earth suddenly brightened, and the brilliant golden light covered the sky, falling from the nine heavens, descending to the world, and the texture of the palm was faintly visible, such as the water veins of mountains and rivers.

Moro's pupils shook, revealing panic and fear that he had never seen before.

"This, this can't be!"

"Rulai...... How could he still be alive!! ”

Bang!

The Nine Heavens Cloud Qi fell along with this huge Buddha's hand, and the palm of his hand was like a universe, completely locking Moro, allowing him to have a thousand magical powers and all kinds of creations, he could only resist this palm.

At this moment, Moro was even so nervous that his body trembled.

He was extremely sure that this hand was the hand of Rulai, and he would never be wrong about the breath of Rulai!

Once he was ruthlessly beaten into the hell of Ah Na by this hand, and was suppressed for countless years!

Memories welled up in his mind, and Moro tasted fear again.

……

Half an hour ago.

Xuanzang looked at the almost destroyed "Three Hundred Children's Songs" in a daze, and there was only one thought left in his heart.

It's over, it's all over!

The heavy responsibility given to him by the master was ruined like this!

A wisp of wind blew, gently brushing Xuanzang's cheeks, making his heart move, as if he remembered something.

Master said, let him look at it carefully.

Xuanzang sat cross-legged and quietly stared at the "Three Hundred Children's Songs" in front of him, in fact, he had already turned over this book, and the content in it was also memorized, and he had not found any secrets.

He flipped through the badly damaged book, his mind recalling Master's words.

"What you see is illusory, what you understand is true, there are all kinds of appearances, and you don't cling to emptiness."

Zen's mind became calmer and calmer, and he seemed to understand what the master meant.

He was so obsessed with seeing the secrets in the book that he became obsessed with it, and he couldn't see it clearly.

What is seen is illusory, and what is realized is true.

Xuanzang showed a glimmer of wisdom in his eyes, he made a move that surprised Huichan, reached out and completely shredded the book "Three Hundred Children's Songs", and let the confetti fly.

Xuanzang closed his eyes and sat unconsciously on his knees, his monk's robe fluttering, flowing with wisps of gentle Buddha light, like a smile and an epiphany of Zen law.

The words of "Three Hundred Children's Songs" circulated in his heart, automatically arranged and reorganized, and became another book in the square inch of the Lingtai.

The mantra of the great day of the Vajra realm!

Ancient Sanskrit characters circulated in his heart, blooming with immeasurable Buddha light.

Xuanzang couldn't help but read it along.

"Hum, Bound Riluo, Tuodu, ......"

He spit out the difficult and obscure Sanskrit words, and the word 'Buddha' in his hand became brighter and brighter, and in the end, it was like a glorious sun.

It wasn't until Xuanzang sensed a distant place called Lingshan that there was a rumbling sound in his mind, like hearing thunder in the western sky.

He finally understood everything.

On the lotus platform in the depths of Lingshan, there is a golden severed hand.

This sacred place, where countless arhats, bodhisattvas and Buddhas gathered, such as the place where the Buddha preached, is now empty and silent.

Only on the golden lotus of the twelve grades of merit, there is a golden hand.

It was the hand of the Buddha.

The word 'Buddha' in Xuanzang's palm is the link that connects this Buddha's hand, so when Huichan sees it, he will say that he has seen the real Buddha.

And "The Great Sun of the Vajra Realm Rulai Heart Mantra" is a spell that urges the Buddha's hand, both of which can make the Buddha's hand reappear in the world and subdue demons!

Hui Chan looked at the hand of the Buddha who fell from the sky, bowed sincerely, and burst into tears.

After more than 90 years of penance, I finally got to see the Buddha!

Die without regrets.

He looked at Xuanzang, as if he saw the future prosperity of Buddhism, heard the morning bell and dusk drum, the wooden fish chanting, there was no disaster, there was no war, everything was so peaceful and calm.

Luoyang like that, it's so beautiful!

……

Rumble!

In full view of everyone, the Buddha's hand only suppressed Moro alone, and then turned into a five-element mountain and landed thirty miles outside Luoyang City.

The ground trembled, like a dragon and a snake churning.

The majestic Five Elements Mountain suppressed Moro, and at the same time isolated all supernatural powers, the earth is like green steel that cannot escape, and the sky is like a bitter sea that is difficult to fly.

And without the blessing of Moro's supernatural powers, the clone of the three Buddhas also dissipated automatically.

It all seems to be over.

Li Daoxuan let out a sigh of relief and said, "I really didn't expect that Xuanzang was the first ray of life!" ”

The righteous brother he had been protecting, now saved the people of a city, and even summoned the hand of the Buddha to defeat the already almost invincible Moro.

is worthy of being a man who can control Sun Wukong!

Li Daoxuan showed a relieved smile, and it was finally over.

Who knew that the toad suddenly shouted loudly: "Stupid, the hand of the Buddha can lower the Moro of the past, but it can't lower the Moro who now has the body of Maitreya, not to mention that the Five Elements Mountain has not yet been blessed with the six-character mantra, and Moro can escape immediately with the power of the flesh!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Five Elements Mountain suddenly rumbled, and the stones rolled down, like a landslide.

Li Daoxuan suddenly thought that in "Journey to the West", when Sun Wukong was just pressed by the Buddha at the foot of the mountain, he almost overturned the mountain, and was finally stopped by the Buddha with a six-character mantra.

Now there is no Buddha's six-character mantra!

The toad scolded Li Daoxuan: "Don't you understand, that glimmer of life is not Xuanzang at all, but you kid, it's you!" ”

After saying this, the toad turned into meat with a bang, as if it had been eaten by some kind of invisible backlash, and the death was extremely miserable. (End of chapter)