A few days later, on a flat ground outside the Wuzhuang Temple, after a few days of cultivation, Zhu Ganglie had already comprehended the essence of the Longitudinal Land Golden Light Technique, and he had already achieved a small success in cultivation, and this time he was planning to try the power of this Longitudinal Land Golden Light Technique.

On the flat ground, Zhu Ganglie chose a direction at random, took a deep breath, and saw a trace of gold flashing on Zhu Ganglie's feet, and his whole body suddenly disappeared in place.

......

In the territory of the Tang Kingdom of Middle Earth, at the foot of a barren mountain, a young monk rode a white horse, walking slowly on the wilderness path, he was handsome, wearing a Pilu crown, wearing a red robe with gold thread, and a golden Zen staff in his hand, looking at the west with resolute eyes.

"The poor monk will definitely obtain the true scriptures for the Faling Temple and live up to the trust of the host. ”

"Drive!"

"Drive!"

......

Suddenly, a tiger roar came from the nearby grass, and the white horse on which the monk was riding neighed, and the man stood up, lifted the handsome monk off the horse, and galloped away in panic, and disappeared into the depths of the barren forest in a blink of an eye.

"Horse ......"

"Horses...... Come back quickly, don't run, don't run, you still have to take the poor monk to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures. ”

The young monk picked up the Pilu crown that had fallen to the ground, stood anxiously in the middle of the deserted road, and shouted at the white horse's vanishing back.

However, there is no warming effect.

A dangerous aura enveloped the young monk, and the young monk showed a hint of panic on his face and looked around blankly.

At this time, I saw a fishy wind blowing, blowing down the dead grass on both sides of the barren road, and a colorful tiger emerged from the grass, and the amber tiger pupils stared at the monk with fine skin and tender flesh in front of him, and let out a dull low roar from his mouth.

"Amitabha, this tiger master, the poor monk has important things to go west to Lingshan to seek the true scriptures, and also ask the tiger master to raise the tiger's mouth, let the poor monk pass, and the poor monk is grateful. ”

The colorful tiger's eyes flashed, and he looked at the monk in front of him with idiotic eyes, roared, jumped on all fours, and pounced on the monk in front of him with his bloody tiger mouth.

Seeing this, the young monk's face turned pale for a while, and he fell to the ground in fright.

At this time, I saw a flash of golden light, and it happened to hit the waist of the colorful tiger, and the colorful tiger flew out in an instant, and its strong tiger body hit a big tree, the tree was not broken, and the colorful tiger became a mess of mud.

The golden light dissipated, and a burly man in a cyan robe appeared in front of the young monk.

"Where is this, how does it feel like a crash?"

Zhu Ganglie looked around with some confusion, and when he saw a handsome monk sitting on the ground, his eyes lit up.

"This outfit can't be so coincidental!"

I saw the young monk sit up from the ground, pat the dirt and grass clippings on the monk's robe, fold his hands, and say with a grateful face:

"Amitabha, the poor monk thanks the strong man for his kindness. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Ganglie smiled and said;

"Little monk, what's your name. ”

"The poor monk's law is called Sizang. ”

"Oh, what a coincidence, what is the mage going to do, crossing the demons? ”

Hearing that the monk in front of him was named Sizang, the corners of Zhu Ganglie's mouth showed a hint of an unfathomable smile.

"No, the strong man misunderstood, the poor monk was ordered by the presiding officer of the Faling Temple to go to the Western Lingshan Mountain to seek the true scriptures and purify all sentient beings, not to cross the demons. ”

Monk Sizang replied with a calm face.

After hearing the explanation of the Sizang monk, Zhu Ganglie frowned.

"Master, as a disciple of Buddhism, it is your duty to transform demons, you can't forget your roots, tell you that you are a demon, you hurry up and come to me, otherwise you will eat you. ”

The corners of Zhu Ganglie's mouth flashed with a grim smile, like a cannibal demon.

Hearing this, the Sizang monk smiled mildly and said:

"The strong man is really joking, don't scare the poor monk, you are a person, not a demon, and the task of the poor monk is to go west to Lingshan to learn scriptures, it is really not to cross the demon, this has nothing to do with the poor monk, the poor monk has no power to tie the chicken, what to do to cross the demon, this thing can't be done, please don't be a strong man, if there is nothing to do, the poor monk should continue to go west, and ask the strong man to make way. ”

Speechless......

"Monk, so-and-so is really a demon, a heinous pig demon, no, you see, so-and-so will show you. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Zhu Ganglie was full of demonic energy, and in a blink of an eye, he transformed into a burly demon clan in the shape of a pig's head.

"A certain is really a demon, look at this pig's head, there can be no fake, you can start your performance, your Buddha heart, isn't your duty to cross the demon for good? ”

Hearing this, the Sizang monk was unmoved, and said calmly:

"Zhuangshi, you scared the poor monk, the poor monk is a scripture learner, not a demon crosser, this strong man please forgive the poor monk bluntly, you are sick, the illness is not light, the poor monk suggested to go to the front of the Faling Temple to bathe in the Buddha's light, purify the soul, get rid of their own demons, be a good pig, the poor monk has to hurry, forgive not to accompany him, Amitabha. ”

After the Sizang monk persuaded him, he directly bypassed Zhu Ganglie and continued west.

Zhu Ganglie: "......"

"Stop!"

Zhu Gang shouted violently and stopped the Sizang monk who was about to leave.

"Strong man, what else can I teach, the poor monk is really leaving. ”

Zhu Ganglie turned a deaf ear to this, and turned around and walked towards Sizang with an indifferent expression, with a hideous pig face.

Seeing that Zhu Ganglie's face was not very good, with a fierce look, as if he was going to eat people, the monk of Sizang panicked, and he just left Chang'an City, and he hadn't walked a few steps yet, and he was about to collapse in the middle way just at the beginning of learning the scriptures.

"Strong man, strong man, please calm your anger, don't be impulsive, why don't you want to eat people if you don't agree with each other, wait for the poor monk to finish the scriptures, and then come back to cross you. ”

"Strongman...... Strong ......"

The voice of the monk Sizang stopped abruptly.

Devouring the reincarnated body of the golden cicada, the strength of the physical body has greatly increased.

Eating the reincarnation of the golden cicada again, Zhu Ganglie's physical strength has been sublimated again, and it has grown to a terrifying point, and now Zhu Ganglie's physical realm has been cultivated to the late stage of the True Immortal, even if he cultivates to a realm higher than Zhu Ganglie, he can't withstand the power of Zhu Ganglie's punch.

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West Niuhe Island.

On the top of Lingshan, in a huge golden palace, a fat-headed monk with a fat body and a body that was already six feet tall looked at the golden light in front of him, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the surroundings were filled with countless golden lotus visions.

"Jin Chanzi, for the master's order, you came to the West Tianling Mountain from the Tang Dynasty to learn the scriptures, and arranged a few Taoist protectors for you in front, you only need to walk a few steps further to meet, why did you die just after leaving Chang'an City. ”

In the golden light cluster, a rather depressed Buddhist voice sounded.

"Buddha master, the disciple is incompetent, and the middle way collapsed before he learned the scriptures, and he was really ashamed of my Buddha. ”

"Wait for the teacher to see what's going on, you have died too strangely in these lives, if someone gets in the way, the teacher will not be spared. ”

As soon as the Buddha's voice fell, he didn't see any movement from Rulai, and a golden water mirror appeared in front of Rulai, and with the blessing of Rulai's mana, it gradually became clear.

In the mirror, a pig-headed humanoid pig demon appeared, and the process of Sizang monk incarnated by the golden cicada being devoured by this pig demon was presented at a glance.

"It's this wild boar again, one after another bad my Buddhist plan, as a teacher, I want to see what it has to do. ”

When the sound fell, I saw Rulai close his eyes, his thick fingers pinched slightly, and he opened his Buddha's eyes after a while.

"Well, he didn't have any heels, just a wild boar with the blood of Dangkang, and now he was the Marshal of Xianting Tianpeng, strange. ”

Rulai showed a trace of doubt on his face, if he wanted to say that he was surprised, only Zhu Ganglie was the apprentice of Zhenyuan Daxian, the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, but this Zhenyuan Daxian had always lived in seclusion in the lower realm, and he was dedicated to cultivating the Great Dao, and he never asked about the affairs of heaven and earth, and there was no reason to target Buddhism.

After a moment of silence, Rulai instructed the golden cicada:

"In this life, the teacher will arrange for you to learn the scriptures again, and the teacher will send Guanyin Bodhisattva to supervise the Middle Earth in person, and you can reincarnate with peace of mind!"

"Thank you, Lord Buddha. ”

As soon as the words fell, the fat giant hand of the Buddha Lord waved, and a golden vortex appeared in front of the golden cicada, and the golden cicada did not hesitate to devote himself to it and carry out the reincarnation of the tenth life.

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