"The heavens and the earth shook, and the luck of Buddhism was greatly reduced!"

"I didn't expect it to be the family that stopped the number of nine days of Buddhism!"

"The five families of Taoism, Confucianism, Bing, Law, and Mo blocked Buddhism for four days, and the remaining six stopped it for four days, I thought that only the remaining families could not stop it, but I never thought about ......it."

"Home can become one of the 12 mainstream of 100 schools, and naturally it can't be measured by common sense. ”

“......”

At this moment, the sun is rising, the sky is bright and dazzling, the heavens and worlds, and all forces are shaking one after another, as if they have underestimated their homes.

"Boom!"

In the west of the desolate wilderness, a momentum rose to the sky, like a flame, about to burn the nine heavens.

Lingshan Holy Land, Da Lei Yin Temple, such as the Buddha, thousands of Buddhas, angry!

"My Buddha, a hundred schools of thought, deceive people too much!"

"It seems that we need to start a war with the hundred schools of thought, otherwise the entire flood will think that my Buddhism is easy to bully!"

“......”

In the Da Lei Yin Temple, the crowd was surging, and one by one the Buddhists were filled with righteous indignation and shouted loudly.

This is immeasurable luck, and every wisp missing is a great loss for Buddhism.

"Amitabha!" Rulai clasped his hands together, although his heart was angry, but he was extremely sober, "not to mention the emperor of the human race, just to say that the sons of the hundred families, each of them is a peerless posture, how can it be a good look...... How dare you be presumptuous!"

At this moment, the Buddha suddenly shouted, turned his big hand, and rushed straight up like a sky.

Bang!

The brilliance is gorgeous, rushing up a divine glow, shaking the entire spiritual mountain!

"Styx, Kunpeng, Haotian, dare you wait for An to do this?!"

In the void, the true body of the Buddha manifested, and the breath of the most sacred gods shook the eight wildernesses, and all the creatures in the west of the desolation were awakened, looking at the spiritual mountain from afar, and kowtowing to the Buddha together.

"Hmph, if you come to the West, you occupy Yinshan Mountain in the West, and the poor road intercepts a wisp of Buddhist luck, why not?!"

The blood waves surged, and the two divine swords stood in the void, and the evil qi rotated, pointing at the distant point, and a phantom appeared, which was the blood god clone of the Styx Ancestor.

"Buddhism's luck, instead of dissipating, it is better to fulfill us!" A vague figure, but the phantom of the imperial spirit appeared, it was the Jade Emperor Datianzun.

"My demon clan needs this wisp of luck!" said the Kunpeng Demon Master.

"Buddha's luck? Hmph! This is a cause and effect with the saint, are you sure you want to do this?" Rulai's face sank, and he had to carry out the saint.

If there is only one of these three, Rulai is naturally fearless.

But these three came out together, one is the ancestor of the sea of blood, one is the emperor of the heavenly court, and the other is the demon master of the demon clan, each of them is a figure who dominates the world and the world, once they join forces, even if they have the cultivation of the quasi-saint peak, they will not be able to do it.

"Hahaha! Such a big thing, how can we be missing from our witch clan!"

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter, and a crack appeared in the void, and several giants like small mountains and magnificent momentum appeared.

It is the three ancestors of the Wu clan who came out of the nineteenth layer of hell, the space ancestor Wu Di Jiang, the ancestor of gold Wu Bei Harvest, and the ancestor of wood Wu Jumang!

"Wu Clan Ancestral Witch?!"

Rulai's face was even more ugly, he had already received the news that the Wu Clan Ancestor had not completely fallen, except for the Houtu Ancestor Witch and the Xuanming Ancestor Witch, and three ancestral witches suddenly appeared.

Although these three ancestral witches fell to the peak realm of quasi-saints for some reason, they still have the combat power of the middle and late stages of quasi-saints, and the ancestral witches are really strong, and the power of the law is unparalleled, which should not be underestimated.

......

The Ming Imperial City, the scorching sun hangs high, like a furnace.

Xuanzang didn't seem to be aware of the passage of time, holding the pen of creation, writing the Book of Genesis, one by one Buddhist characters and texts, and one by one the ancient pictures were manifested, which seemed to contain infinite mysteries.

The head of the family, the old man, smiled, not afraid of the murderous aura of Sun Wukong and the other three, looking at the Journey to the West that was gradually taking shape, he was extremely satisfied.

“...... As for the Ming Imperial City, it has set a test for a hundred obstacles......"

When the last stroke fell, Xuanzang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body shook violently, his face was extremely pale, and his spirit was exhausted at this moment.

"Master!"

Sun Wukong and the other three hurriedly helped Xuanzang up.

"Ahh Full... Declivity... Buddha, poor monks, poor monks can pass by... Has it been tested?" Xuanzang stood up and asked intermittently.

"Good!" the old man nodded, waved his sleeves, put away the creation pen and the Genesis, and turned back to the Jixia Academy.

At the same time, the luck of Buddhism also stopped overflowing.

"Now that we have passed our test, we will not hinder the spread of the Dharma. Xunzi stood up and said, setting the tone, "But Buddhism is not allowed to enter the Jixia School Palace!"

"Why?!" Sun Wukong said angrily, "Do you want to keep your words?!"

"What are you saying without faith?" Meng Ke frowned and replied: "We just set up a test, if we can pass it, we will naturally allow you to spread the Dharma, but we have not allowed you to enter the Jixia Academy!"

"Ami... Buddha, poor monk... Understood!" Xuanzang stopped Sun Wukong's questioning, and gradually recovered his vitality.

"Xuanzang!"

Suddenly, a huge voice fell from the sky, and a Buddha light rushed into the sky, but it was the Buddha who rushed to appear heaven and earth.

"The Buddha... The disciple is here!" Xuanzang replied and bowed slightly.

"Xuanzang, you were my second disciple in your previous life, and your name was Jin Chanzi. Because you don't hear the Dharma and despise my great teachings, you degrade your true spirit and are reborn in the East. ”

"Now, you take the scriptures and are strong, not afraid of hardships and dangers, not afraid of demons, the Buddha's heart is tenacious, with great perseverance, great wisdom, great perseverance, through the eighty-one difficulties, ninety-nine return to the truth, so the poor monk named you as the Buddha of Zhantan merit!"

If the voice of the Buddha reverberates, there is a mysterious artistic conception circulating.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz......"

The sound of the Tao was clear, a wonderful rhythm vibrated in the void, rippling in all directions, the sky changed, the clouds surged, the Xuanhuang converged, covering the universe, a piece of merit emerged, turned into a ball of golden light and fell, submerged into Xuanzang's body.

Rumble!

Xuanzang's body was for a while, and the spirit consumed by writing about the Journey to the West suddenly recovered, and the golden light burst out all over his body, and the endless spiritual energy surged, swept in, like an initiation, and poured in madly.

Rumble!

A majestic momentum emanated, condensed into a pillar of light, soaring into the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.

With the power of merit, Xuanzang recovered his past life and this life, and was no longer mortal, and with the blessing of this merit, he achieved the consummation of Daluo Jinxian.

"The previous life is gone, there is no golden cicada, only Daming Xuanzang!" Xuanzang's eyes were clear, the spiritual platform was empty, and he said calmly, "Poor monk Xuanzang, thank me Buddha!"

"Stop, let it go, let it go. Rulai's face was slightly pale, nodded slightly, looked at Sun Wukong, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Monkey King, Erben is the ......"

"His Majesty's decree of the Emperor of the People!" Just as the Buddha was about to pardon Sun Wukong, a sharp voice sounded, covering up his voice, but it was a great eunuch who stepped on the refining and came out.

The Buddha's face sank, and when he looked at the big eunuch, he couldn't help but feel a sense of murder, and he knew that this was the emperor of the people expressing his dissatisfaction with himself.

It is also reminding him that this place is the Ming Imperial City, not the Great Leiyin Temple, don't occupy the magpie's nest!

The big eunuch didn't seem to see the Buddha, so he was not afraid, and said lightly: "His Majesty the Emperor's decree: Xuanzang returned from the scriptures, and his contribution was great, and the special instrument pavilion built a White Horse Temple to spread Buddhism." Xuanzang is the presiding officer of the White Horse Temple!

"Poor monk, thank you to Your Majesty the Emperor!" Xuanzang was overjoyed, with the White Horse Temple as a station, he finally had a foundation.

"Hmph!" Rulai snorted lightly, slightly dissatisfied, looked at Sun Wukong, and shouted softly: "Sun Wukong, Erben is a natural stone monkey, because of lawlessness......"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the Buddha again.