No matter from any point of view, it is not a good thing to analyze this matter, what kind of character is Bodhi Ancestor? This is a quasi-saint master.

Anything he does will never be for no reason, it will have a deeper meaning, so he must have something to do with himself.

Today's West is the key to this journey to the west, and all planning starts from there.

The final boss is the two saints of the West, and the first executor is the Buddha Rulai, and the Bodhi Patriarch of Fangcun Mountain.

The chessboard has been unfolded, and the gods and Buddhas are all chess pieces.

In so many miscellaneous things, could it be that he Ye Feng has also become a chess piece with entangled interests?

As soon as he thought of this, he secretly complained in his heart.

Sure enough, I have been entangled with the monkey too much, and I have been entangled in this amount of calamity and effect?

Ye Feng's first reaction was to reject Bodhi Ancestor.

But as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Bodhi, and his eyes were blazing at him, which made his mouth dry.

Saint Majesty......

This fairy-winded old man, white-bearded and white-haired, is full of rhyme, gently swaying with dust in his hands, a pair of eyes full of indifference, full of unkindness in heaven and earth, and calmness with all things as a dog.

He just stood with his hands in his hands, but his whole body exuded the majesty of holy rhyme!

Night Wind could feel it just by glancing at him that Bodhi was in danger at this time.

Seeing Ye Feng, shocked by his own holy might, Bodhi was silent on the surface, and he was already secretly happy in his heart.

"Without further ado, you can go now!" Bodhi Ancestor said indifferently, and there was something in his tone that could not be refused.

Although Ye Feng was afraid of the majesty of the other party's quasi-saint, he still gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "The disciple's cultivation is very shallow, the western sky is 108,000 miles, how can I get there?" ”

The reason for his refusal was pale, and the old man Bodhi only smiled faintly when he heard this: "Why should you worry about this? This seat will give you the crane to ride, and give you a decree to ward off evil spirits, so you can have no worries. ”

Bodhi Ancestor blocked the reason for the night wind back in a few words, but he still didn't want to compromise easily.

Seeing that he still wanted to struggle, Patriarch Bodhi wanted to further persuade him: "Do you know why this seat has to choose you to return the scriptures?" ”

His question is reasonable, after all, there are many Bodhi sitting down on Fangcun Mountain, and the disciples let him go if they don't choose anyone, and there may be ghosts in this matter.

Ye Feng pretended to shake his head blankly.

Bodhi Ancestor suddenly smiled and said, "As the first batch of disciples accepted by this seat, although you have no talent and dull qualifications, you are deeply aware of the creation of chance. ”

"This seat has calculated a hexagram for you, and the hexagram shows that Naxi Tiantian is your chance, and if you go there to be tainted with some Buddha nature, it will definitely be of great benefit to your practice!"

When Ye Feng heard this, many black lines couldn't help but appear on his forehead.

The reason that the Bodhi Ancestor found was too unconvincing, and he even said that he was a Taoist priest and had a relationship with the Buddha?

But he didn't have much to say, even if he knew that the Bodhi Patriarch was obviously coaxing him, he could only admit it.

Otherwise, if you annoy this quasi-saint master, you won't be able to compensate for a few lives.

That's it, the words have come to this point, and you can't refuse it.

Ye Feng had no choice but to bow his hand and said: "The ancestor really cares about his disciples, and such a great favor will definitely be rewarded in the future!" ”

For his words, Bodhi Ancestor didn't take it to heart, he is a quasi-saint, where would he need a disciple who is not even in the realm of heavenly immortals to repay him.

"Okay, without further ado, you can leave now!"

Seeing that the Bodhi Ancestor was in such a hurry, Ye Feng was helpless, so he had to receive the scriptures and a decree to ward off evil spirits, and he planned to leave.

Of course, his wine gourd can't be forgotten.

Seeing this, the Bodhi Ancestor frowned, the West is a holy place for Buddhism, and Buddhism has a rule of avoiding alcohol.

However, this Ye Feng is a drunkard, and he is not a disciple of Buddhism, so he doesn't have much to say.

Out of the cave, Bodhi played a magic trick in his hand.

After a while, only the crane cry was heard, but with the white wings, a white bird shadow descended.

"Go ahead!"

Bo reminded Ye Feng to take the crane and set off, and Ye Feng had to obey.

With a cry, the crane fluttered its wings and flew high, floating in the light, and soared in the sky in an instant.

Sitting on the galaxy, the night breeze is not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the sky.

He raised the spirit of 120,000 points in his heart, and all he thought about at all times was how to not fall into such calculations.

Witnessing the departure of Ye Feng who rode the crane, the indifference on the face of the Bodhi Patriarch gradually returned to indifference.

"You and I are masters and apprentices, I didn't want to be like this, but in order to forgive the master, you can sacrifice for this, which can be regarded as merit."

"My Buddha Gate, be a big xing!"

That's right, Patriarch Bodhi, as the arranger, clearly understands that this time his disciple left on the crane, but he will never come back.

In order to measure the robbery and plan, the gods and Buddhas are all chess pieces, not to mention their next named disciple.

However, reciting his merits, after a thousand years after the end of the tribulation, if he can still remember, he might as well go to reincarnation to find his true spirit and give him some creation.

......

"Look, isn't that the Ancestor's Crane?"

"It seems that the person sitting above is Ye Feng, and the ancestor actually sent this drunkard to do something?"

The disciples of Fang Cun Mountain pointed at the sky.

As far as their eyes went, they saw a snow-white crane in the sky, fluttering its wings and soaring.

On the back of the crane, there is a young man in a Taoist robe, this young man has a dissolute temperament, carrying a long sword, holding a wine gourd, just like a drunkard in the market.

However, it was this person who enjoyed the honor given by the ancestor.

The disciples of Fang Cun Mountain couldn't figure it out, they were obviously better than Ye Feng, why didn't the patriarch choose them?

What they didn't know was that Ye Feng, who was sitting on the back of the crane at this time, had no intention of enjoying this honor.

What he thought in his heart was that he felt that this time he was in big trouble.

How can he enjoy the creation given by the Bodhi Patriarch, but he is afraid that he is also about to come in a catastrophe.

The only thing is to be careful.

He was already accustomed to drinking, but this time he unexpectedly did not drink, but cheered up 120,000 points.

There is no way, after all, this matter is full of relationship with the Journey to the West.

Don't you see, in the calamity, those monsters with no background and no background are all dead?

It's useless to think too much, and Night Wind closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

"Shangxian just sit down, with my speed, I will definitely be able to reach Lingshan in more than half a month."

The white crane under him said in a very flattering tone.

It seems that this crane regards him as a celebrity around Bodhi Ancestor, so he reveals this attitude.

"Hmmm......"

Ye Feng only responded perfunctorily to this.

Now, he has the edict given by the Bodhi Patriarch to ward off evil spirits, who dares to stop him within the Three Realms?

In this way, there is more than half a month.

Ye Feng rode the crane to the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain.

Before entering the realm of the Western Heavens, Ye Feng felt the light of the Buddha.

Looking from afar, the Great Lei Yin Temple.

Hidden in the midst of a golden day of merit.

The palace is thousands, extremely luxurious, magnificent and magnificent.

Although I have seen this Buddhist temple, there are still 100,000 Buddha kingdoms in the middle distance.

Among them, there are hundreds of millions of novices, burning incense and chanting, and they are extremely pious.

Above the heavens, the golden clouds are floating, and in the sacred Buddha light, there is a Buddha shining and the Bodhisattva lowering his eyebrows.

Ye Feng was still sighing, this realm of the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain was indeed a pure Pure Land of Gods and Buddhas, and there was already a monk on the opposite side, who greeted him with colorful auspicious clouds.