That slap was so painful that the foundation of Lingji Bodhisattva was about to be scattered, if it weren't for Da Luo Jinxian, who already had the characteristics of immortality, Lingji Bodhisattva even felt that he would fall under the monkey's slap.

But Rao is like this, that slap also damaged his foundation, and without 10,000 years of penance, there is absolutely no way to recover.

Otherwise, with the characteristics of the Buddha's face and black heart, he only lost a little face, and he couldn't let Lingji Bodhisattva sell so badly.

On the lotus throne, the medicine master said with an ugly face, "I only let you fulfill the obligations of our Buddhism in the Great Tribulation, who let you make a move on that monkey?" ”

Lingji Bodhisattva cried, "Buddha, it's not that I want to make a move, but that Jiang Liu'er and his party, deceive people too much, not only beheaded my disciple, but also humiliated me, if you swallow your anger like this, without saying a word, how to be worthy of the cultivation of the sage, I really can't help it, so I just do it!" ”

The pharmacist said expressionlessly, "What is the face, luck is the most important thing, what is it to be humiliated for a few words, your slap has caused my Buddhism to lose at least thirty percent of its luck, if the saint knows, how to deal with it?" ”

After speaking, the pharmacist said earnestly, "Face, not given by others, it is earned by yourself, now although my Buddhism dominates Xiniu Hezhou, but Xiniu Hezhou is too barren, far inferior to Dongsheng Shenzhou, so I am angry, nothing, no one will care, and when the catastrophe is completed, my Buddhism is prosperous, and after the eastward encroachment on Buddhism's luck, the flood and desolation, the entire Three Realms, who dares not to give my Buddhism face?" ”

Lingji Bodhisattva bowed his head and was silent, and after a long time, he restrained the emotions on his face and arched his hand, "It is the disciple who is reckless, and the disciple is willing to take responsibility." ”

The pharmacist waved his hand, "My Buddhism is united in order to usher in Daxing, the battle of Huangfengling, you have made great contributions, you should be rewarded." ”

Hearing this, Lingji Bodhisattva's eyes lit up, if there is really any reward that can make up for himself, it seems to be good.

But the next moment, the pharmacist's face showed a sad expression again, "It's just that you also know that my Buddha Gate is barren, and the resources are not as good as those in the east, so the reward should be distributed after the westward catastrophe ends." ”

Lingji Bodhisattva tried to squeeze out a reluctant smile, "Don't worry, don't worry, if the Buddha is fine, I will retreat first." ”

"Stand down."

The medicine man waved his hand and closed his eyes again, the catastrophe had just begun, and he still had to spend more effort for the entire westward journey.

On the other side, after leaving Huangfengling, Jiang Liu'er and his party walked for another month and a half and came to the 800-mile Tongtian River.

The catastrophe manifested, everything was acting according to the plan, the little black dragon, Zhu Gangguan joined hands to go into the water, subdued the curtain general, Jiang Liuer learned the scriptures for him, Sha Wujing, so far, the five-person group of the scriptures has been officially formed.

Thirty-three days, in the heavenly court, on the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, Haotian's eyes condensed slightly, and he remembered the words that the Taoist ancestor said at the beginning of the westward tribulation, if Buddhism wants to prosper, it must go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, so that the merit can be completed.

Ninety-nine eighty-one difficulty, all different, the manifestation of the calamity is not the same, some of them can be the master, but some, they can't control it, just like this next calamity, fell on Wuzhuang Temple, Wanshou Mountain.

Haotian sighed, joining forces with Buddhism, it's really tiring.

Zhen Yuanzi is an extremely old power, and he is also a member of the Xuanmen, and his relationship with Buddhism is very average, and it can even be said that it is not good.

If the people of the Buddha Gate go to Wanshou Mountain, maybe the door will not be opened, and they will have to be driven away.

If the Western saints were still there, it would not be a big problem, but the saints had already made a big mistake because they shattered the flood and made a big mistake when they were the gods of the Great Tribulation.

Therefore, after the edict of the Taoist Ancestor, he was not allowed to enter the Three Realms, and those who relied on Buddhism alone were obviously not good, so he could only come forward as a great celestial venerable.

"Alas!"

"It's tough!"

Haotian sighed, and felt more and more that it was unreliable to cooperate with Buddhism.

I don't know how much benefit he can get from heaven after the westward journey.

Haotian told Yaochi, then took Tiannu, the head of the heavenly court, hid his breath, quietly went down for thirty-three days, and went straight to Wuzhuangguan.

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang View, since the Longhan Tribulation to the present, as always, plus guarded by the Great Array of Books, the aura is strong, the Three Realms are rare, and they are all pure innate aura.

Coming to the foot of Wanshou Mountain, Haotian climbed the steps and prepared to walk up step by step.

"Your Majesty, you are the Venerable of Ten Thousand Vehicles, the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Great Desolation, and the Domination of the Three Realms. This is also too much for Wanshoushan to face. ”

Wanshou Mountain from the foot to the top of Wanshou Mountain, there are thousands of steps, step by step, get the Year of the Monkey and the Moon, and the person who walks is still the Great Tianzun, looking at the entire Three Realms, who has this face?

"It's just two steps on foot, what's the point, let Zhenyuan Daoyou help us, is the purpose of our trip."

Haotian didn't care, and walked up to the top of the mountain step by step.

When I walked to the top of the mountain, I saw the Wuzhuang Temple in the center at a glance.

The vermilion gate, majestic, with a touch of coercion, makes people can't help but want to worship!

On the left and right sides of the gate, planted with strange flowers and plants, spiritual root elixir, exuding a rich and fragrant atmosphere, if you get closer and take a closer look, you will let out an exclamation!

These immortal medicines, spiritual roots, are all extinct existences in the Three Realms today, even if some are not extinct, they are also very few, extremely rare things.

"I have been operating the Heavenly Court for so many years, and when it comes to the background, I'm afraid it's not as good as Wanshou Mountain."

Haotian sighed from the bottom of his heart, among the immortal grass and medicine planted, there were a few of them that he had seen and was very greedy for.

As for the chief steward Tiannu, he had already come to the side of those immortal medicines and sniffed them heavily.

Although I can't eat it, I take a few more breaths, and the medicinal power is also very good, which is very good for cultivation.

"Go knock."

Haotian waved his hand, and the heavenly slave hurriedly answered and stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Knock knock!"

Crisp sounds reverberate in a quiet space.

After a while, the door opened, and it was the bright moon and the breeze that opened the door.

The two opened the door and arched their hands at Haotian, "I'll wait to see Da Tianzun, I know that Da Tianzun is coming, and the teacher invites Da Tianzun in." ”

"I'm in trouble."

Haotian bowed slightly, walked in, and Tiannu followed.

Wuzhuang View Hall, Zhen Yuanzi has arrived, and after a while, Haotian has also arrived, Zhen Yuanzi smiled, "Da Tianzun, I haven't seen you for a long time, how can you have time to come to my small place today?" ”

"Daoyou is the ancestor of the earth immortals, mastering the book of the earth, and the power of the earth veins are all in your hands, how can it be said that it is a small place?"

"Drink tea."

Zhen Yuanzi picked up the teacup and drank it all, and Haotian also drank it all.

Zhen Yuanzi was silent for a while, and then he could take a moment to say, "Dare to ask Da Tianzun, this time I came to my Wuzhuang Temple, Wanshou Mountain, what advice do you have." ”

(End of chapter)