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Ling Mountain, outside the Great Lei Yin Temple.

A monkey with a sharp beak and a monkey with golden armor in chains, and a monster dressed as a Buddhist, fat with short hair, a long beak and a large eared pig's head.

Strode into the temple.

"Bajie, be careful."

As soon as he entered the temple, he saw a man with long hair and a shawl and a deep and high-spirited black robe, standing tall on it.

"Where...... Demons, dare to sit in the position of the Buddha. "

Zhu Bajie scolded with some fear.

"Presumptuous." The black-robed Dharma protector who turned into Maitreya Buddha angrily reprimanded:

"If the Buddha has passed away, this is the Buddha of the Heavenless, for my Lingshan New World Honor, you are a person in my Buddha realm, don't you know the number of etiquette."

Suddenly, the two looked at each other, unable to believe that the magic power was boundless, and the supernatural power was immeasurable.

Hurriedly looked for his own master from among the Buddhas.

"Wukong, Bajie, if the Buddha sat down in a circle thirteen years ago, so far the Buddha of Heaven has ascended to the throne of Lingshan World."

Tang Xuanzang, who was transformed by the winning demon, solemnly explained.

"Wukong, Bajie, the Buddha in person, you wait for the two, don't hurry up and salute, don't let the world wait for a long time."

The Guanyin transformed by the Black Lotus Sage persuaded him softly.

When Sun Wukong heard this, his eyes rolled, and two points of Venus flashed in his eyes in an instant, and he looked at the Buddha and Bodhisattva Arhat in the temple.

For a while, I didn't expect my own eyes to notice the slightest inappropriateness.

Only then did he take Zhu Bajie, fold his hands, and salute:

"Wukong greets the World-Honored One."

"Eight precepts to meet the world-honored one."

Yang Jiao smiled lightly:

"Wukong, didn't you have already been decreed by Rulai, you can not participate in the Buddha, do not worship, now come to Lingshan, what is the matter?"

Sun Wukong replied to the question:

"Shizun, before answering, I would like to ask my master a few questions."

Seeing Yang Jiao's non-committal attitude, Sun Wukong directly took it as a default and walked in front of the winning demon in three or two steps.

"Master, I haven't seen you for many days, but I don't know if I can recite a mantra to make my grandson nostalgic."

Win Demon's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile:

"Wukong, have you forgotten that your golden hoop was taken off as early as three hundred years ago, what's the use of reading it."

Sun Wukong smiled:

"Lao Sun doesn't miss his master so much, and I don't know why I always feel that there is something buzzing in my ears these days, and I don't have the slightest cultivation thought, I just want to listen to a tight mantra and wake up."

After hearing this, the winning demon was silent,

Zhu Bajie in the temple also saw something strange and walked over quietly:

"Master, if the senior brother wants to hear it, you can read a paragraph, anyway, if you roll on the ground in pain at that time, you will also ask for it."

Seeing this, the winning demon had no choice but to say:

"For three hundred years, the teacher has been participating in Zen and enlightenment, plus the merits of the four of you and my master and apprentice have been completed after the westward journey, Wukong, you are not like before, you are a bold monkey, so you left the hoop spell behind, and I am afraid I can't remember it for a while."

Sun Wukong's essence flashed, and he pressed step by step:

"Master, have you forgotten or don't know how to read it at all!"

As soon as the words fell, a golden glittering iron rod popped out of Sun Wukong's ear.

"Demon, look at the fight, and pretend to be my master."

The winning demon's figure flashed slightly, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow, and said in a cold tone:

"Rebel, you dare to kill the teacher!"

"Phew, where did you get the guts of a dog who dared to pretend to be an elephant in front of Grandpa Sun, a monster, and he was not subject to death."

While Sun Wukong was talking, Qianjun Iron Rod opened the mountain with great force, and smashed it fiercely.

Seeing that the golden hoop rod was about to hit the winning demon hard, a black light hit the body of the rod.

"Wukong, the fierceness in the Da Lei Yin Temple is not my Buddhist style."

Yang Jiao said expressionlessly.

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"Who are you, and where have all the people in the Great Lei Yin Temple gone?"

Sun Wukong's trembling hands trembled slightly, and he grabbed the golden hoop stick, obviously by Yang Jiao's seemingly ordinary blow, which shocked his body.

"I, Wutian, Lingshan Shizun, Lord of the Three Realms."

Yang Jiao opened his mouth without concealment.

Sun Wukong grinned when he heard this, according to the tone of this devil, not only the Buddha realm was robbed, but even the heavenly court was no exception.

But he still couldn't believe that even Rulai and the Jade Emperor couldn't fight against this monster named Wutian, and couldn't help but say in a tentative tone:

"What a rampant demon, you are not afraid that the Buddha will know, you take advantage of his absence, occupy Lingshan in a grand manner, and unashamedly regard the Jade Emperor as nothing."

"Huh, Rulai?"

Without waiting for Yang Jiao to speak, the black-robed Dharma Protector sneered:

"The Jade Emperor dares to order his subordinates to rebel against us, and if this gutless rat is like this, as soon as he sees that we have no Heavenly World-Honored One, he will abandon the many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Great Leiyin Temple."

"Hua Hong is gone, if you come, it's just a joke."

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he was very happy for the first time, because he couldn't stand the loneliness and boredom, he ran out of Lingshan, so he escaped a catastrophe, and hurriedly walked to Sun Wukong's side and whispered:

"Brother Monkey, even the Buddha is not an opponent, let alone us, it is important to save your life."

Seeing that Sun Wukong was still staring at Yang Jiao tightly, he persuaded again:

"Brother Monkey, don't be reckless, I'm afraid you have forgotten that the Buddha suppressed you for five hundred years with only one hand."

"This one on the lotus, but the Buddha can be frightened of the existence of death, or run quickly, save your life, in order to save the master, and everyone in the Great Leiyin Temple."

"Wukong, Bajie, from Dongsheng Divine Continent to my Spirit Mountain, you didn't find that the Three Realms have changed greatly."

Suddenly, for more than ten years, all kinds of ever-changing pictures in the world have been constantly played in the temple.

Except for Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, the rest of them showed pride and joy.

The grand occasion of the Three Realms today was all created by them, although the process was tortuous, and many brothers and sisters fell on the way to govern the Three Realms.

But as soon as I saw the picture of harmony between the demons in the world, there was also a thought that they finally dispelled the haze that they would be killed by demons for the rest of their lives.

Suddenly I felt that everything I had done was worth it, and the complaints about my own world honored man disappeared when I saw countless monsters and people calling me brothers and sisters in the mortal world.

At this time, Zhu Bajie realized it later:

"Brother Monkey, I'll just say it's a little strange, I wandered the world before, forgot to show the number of changes, and with this honor now, the result is good, the mortals who hid when they saw me in the past were extremely excited to come to me."

"As soon as they heard that I was looking for food, they invited me to be a guest."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he frowned slightly, his eyes kept turning, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"As the saying goes, a gentleman doesn't care about his deeds, and there is no perfect person in the world."

"Wukong, Bajie, now you think that we are Buddhas? Is it a demon? "

"Is it good? Is it evil? "

Yang Jiao's ancient well does not wave.

After half a sound, Sun Wukong said slowly:

"Now that the Buddha has passed away, then my grandson's master and brother, as well as Guanyin Bodhisattva and others, are they alive or dead?"

"I am a compassionate Buddhist, and I have never liked to kill indiscriminately, and I hate waste the most." Yang Jiao saw the doubts on the faces of the two, and said patiently:

"They are the most brilliant people in the world, how can I bear to compromise the good talent." ... co