Chapter 231: The First Western Heaven Scripture (Part II)

"Yes, it's Jizo Bodhisattva."

Chen Yi was keenly aware that in the second half of the words, Di Ting's eyes had obviously changed, and there was a fleeting awe more than before, which was a subconscious reaction.

It's hard for the average person to spot.

But he has seen this kind of look too many times, Liuzhu looked at him, and it was exactly the same look, he couldn't help but worship and admire, and he couldn't wait to give him his life.

"There is definitely some unknown connection between this monk and Jizo Bodhisattva, and there is even a high probability that his backer is Jizo Bodhisattva."

Chen Yi secretly pondered, but on the surface, he still did not move, listening to the other party's detailed explanation.

"The Bodhisattva of the Earth has great magical powers, intercepted the three souls and seven spirits of the Venerable Sanzang in the underworld, and under his operation, the Venerable was reincarnated with his memory."

"The Quartet has talked again and made oaths."

"This is the end of it."

"Grievances and grievances should be brought to a successful end, but what no one even expected was that he was also calculated."

Twists and turns.

Di Ting gritted his teeth: "The one who calculates the Bodhisattva is nothing else, it is the countless strands of ancient demons who have filled the eyes of the Yellow Spring by the ancient powers, and they are dead but not stiff." ”

"Bodhisattva compassion."

"For the people of the world to feed the demons with their bodies, cut the lotus golden body, and cross the weak water of the Yellow Spring for more than 100,000 miles, but the demon thoughts are deeply rooted and cannot be shaken by manpower."

"Long years."

"They pretended to be dormant, and when the Bodhisattva's clone lacked skills, they suddenly hit the seal, sent out a wisp of demonic thoughts, and hid in the sea through the Venerable Sanzang, and infiltrated the world."

Yuton.

Di Ting took a sharp breath to calm his mind, and then revealed the truth: "From this moment on, the so-called westward journey has become a complete deception. ”

"First the Venerable Sanzang, then the scripture learning team, then the South China Sea Guanyin, the Lingshan Buddhas, it is no longer faith that is taken to the western sky, but... Whispers of the Old Devil! ”

So far.

Although Chen Yi was greatly shocked, he was able to accept it, pondered for a while, settled down, and asked:

"That Ao Lie..."

"When I woke up and repented, the general trend had gone, and I knew that the Buddhas who were powerless to return to heaven chose Nirvana to make way for Mingzhe to protect his life, but there was one person who would not retreat an inch..."

Di Ting's words are shocking:

"Ao Lie!"

"On the day when Lingshan changed hands, he resolutely gave up the Bodhisattva position, self-proclaimed the East, high mountains and deep streams, and fought against demonic thoughts for hundreds of years with only the obsession in his heart."

"I don't hesitate to fall again and again because of this, and I almost fell out of the world several times."

"The adult behind the poor monk once commented on him, the Huanghuang thunder sound lowered the flag, only the dragon son stood on the wall, and the Luo Tian sage Qi Nirvana, none of the teachings were true Buddhas."

It's a character!

Chen Yi thought deeply, bowed his head slightly, no one could have imagined that the last insistence of Buddhism was actually a dragon who was looked down upon by all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

If it weren't for Ao Lie.

This West Heaven Leiyin Temple, which is upright and magnificent on the surface, but has actually become a hotbed of demonic thoughts, really doesn't even have a fig leaf left.

How ironic?

The mountains and rivers are broken, but the Buddhas who claim to be saints are alone, and the torrent retreats bravely.

On the contrary, it was the arrogant and lascivious prince who had broken through the catastrophe in the eyes of others, arrogant and arrogant, desperately defending the only remaining trace of dignity of Buddhism.

And.

Ao Lie is a demon, an outsider to the human race, a foreign race, and is ostracized.

Lingshan never really accepted him.

When he traveled west, he worked hard as the mount of the Venerable Sanzang, and even if he was awarded the Bodhisattva fruit, he still had to be entrenched on the Panlong Pillar for the rest of his life, and there was no freedom.

No wonder Di Ting rejects the West Heaven so much.

"Is there any salvation?"

Chen Yi couldn't help asking.

"It's hard to say."

Di Ting shook his head and sighed:

"Even if there is salvation, the Three Buddhas will not be able to pass that level, tolerating the existence of Ao Lie's variable is their limit, if they want to go further, they will take action."

"What if I become a god?"

"Your Excellency can't be a god."

Hearing this, Di didn't think about it, and blurted out:

"The position of the god has been decided."

"The west sky occupies three, the southeast occupies one seat, and now the demon clan is divided, in addition, no matter how amazing your talent is, it is hopeless to turn into a god."

Chen Yi was noncommittal, shrugged his shoulders and asked with a smile:

"What is the talent of the Three Buddhas?"

"Excellent."

"And how talented am I?"

"Better."

"What about the three Buddhas compared to me?"

Di was speechless and speechless.

True.

In terms of talent alone, no one can match Chen Yi.

But here's the thing.

The three Buddhas have reached the god, he is not, this is equivalent to two groups of people crossing the river before and after, the former to the opposite bank to dismantle the bridge, and also hold a bow and arrow at your head.

This time.

Crossing the river has nothing to do with water, no matter how good you are in water, your head will always be long, right?

Of course.

Chen Yi smiled at this: "The three Buddhas have been famous for a long time, and I am also a blockbuster, the three Buddhas are boundless, and I am also invincible in the way of the sword, why am I afraid?" ”

He looked at Di Ting.

The sword qi in the eyes is vertical and horizontal, the sword intent is sonorous, the wind is sounding, the sound is like a bell, and the thunder is born on the flat ground, which is endless: "Why don't you ask, are the three Buddhas afraid of me?" ”

It's so strong!

Listening to the huge shock in his pupils, his body retreated a few steps uncontrollably, but he still did not give up: "The three Buddhas are powerful in the world, and they have not met opponents so far. ”

"Unless you can transcend the perception of the three Buddhas and strengthen Bodhi, this is more difficult than turning into a god, after all, if you want to become a god, you have to create a myth first, and it is impossible to hide the process from the three..."

"Monk, how about we make a bet?"

Chen Yi suddenly interrupted the chatter of the person in front of him.

"Huh?"

Di was stunned for a moment, and even when he caught a glimpse of the impatience on the other party's face, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said angrily: "You are really... Okay, you say, bet on what? ”

Chen Yi's palm flipped and he held a Qingxiu Spirit Sword.

Di Ting was a little surprised.

Chen Yi rarely used a sword, and Di Ting always thought that he didn't have a sword, but in fact, the reason why he didn't use a sword was because he thought that none of the world's cultivation was worthy of him drawing a sword.

The name of the sword is against the sea.

The sea is the heaven that is upside down, and the sea is against the sea, which is the sky, this sword is not easy to show, and it has been unsheathed in the previous life, and then most of the beheadings in the world are missing.

Hold against the sea.

He whispered:

"Bet me for a thousand years, and become invincible."