The sound of light and explosions was incessant. Ice $Fire #Chinese.

The people on the street ran home, but there was not a single customer in the restaurant, and the man stood at the door, yawning boredly.

"It's terrifying. ”

He muttered as he looked at the light in the distance.

At this time, a kind-eyed old monk walked over from the empty street with the little monk.

"Is it open today?"

The old monk asked the guy in the restaurant.

"Yes, please inside the guest officer. ”

The guy was stunned for a moment, and immediately invited them into the store.

"What does the elder want?"

The guy asked as he served tea.

"Thirty steamed buns. ”

The old monk said.

"No problem!"

The guy went to the back kitchen happily, this monk can really eat, although the steamed bun is not a valuable thing, but thirty is not a lot.

"Master, will that relic really come here?"

The little monk saw that there was no one around, so he asked the old monk.

"It's coming. ”

The old monk, the Buddha from the East, replied with a smile: "The Buddha is unparalleled in calculation, since he asked us to wait here, he must be right." ”

"Oh. ”

The little monk nodded, and then asked, "The battle outside is so fierce, why haven't the mortals found out?"

"There are great psychic beings who have obscured the battle there. ”

The Donglai Buddha replied, and then frowned slightly: "But it's not Emperor Gouchen." ”

He looked at the place with some confusion in his eyes.

In addition to Emperor Gou Chen, who else did Huaguo Mountain send over?

He didn't find the answer, but he sensed a familiar monk walking through the city gate.

"Golden cicada. ”

The Buddha from the east was shocked, how could the golden cicada be here?

But soon, he dispelled this judgment again: "No, that's not a golden cicada." ”

The monk who was exactly the same as the golden cicada walked straight and walked in the city without any obstacles, and there was no one around him to lead the way, which was something that the golden cicada would never do.

The Buddha from the east sensed that the young monk was getting closer and closer, and the man also came up with steamed buns.

"Elder, your steamed buns...... Huh?"

The man saw another monk appear outside, and immediately ran out: "This elder, the journey is tiring, do you want to come and eat something too?"

"Good. ”

The monk nodded.

He followed the man into the restaurant.

"Give me a few dishes of vegetarian dishes, and some fruit wine, is there peach wine here?"

"Yes, yes!"

The guy nodded hurriedly.

He went down and brought peach wine, and the monk drank it alone.

"Jin Chanzi doesn't drink, it's really not him. ”

The Buddha thought about it, and then closed his gaze.

He had just eaten a few steamed buns when suddenly a strong wind blew from outside, violently blowing off the roof.

The restaurant guy screamed and slammed to the ground, and the beams of the roof broke off from the top of his head and fell.

The Donglai Buddha raised his hand, and just wanted to save people, but a phantom suddenly appeared next to the man, and with a wave of his hand, he moved the beam away.

After the smoke cleared from the restaurant, no one was injured here.

"It turned out to be him. ”

The Buddha from the east knew who was covering up the battle.

"Who are you talking about? Master. ”

The little monk asked.

"Emperor Qinghua. ”

The Buddha replied.

There are always ripples in the battle, but with the Qinghua Emperor who has incarnated into tens of millions here, there is no need to worry about hurting mortals.

The Buddha from the East once again looked at the young monk who was drinking.

When the roof was lifted just now, some rubble fell towards the monk, and the monk didn't look at it, and there was a Buddha light blocking the rubble.

The man was not mortal.

The Buddha from the east couldn't see through this monk.

But he knew that this monk's profound knowledge of Buddhism might not be inferior to that of the golden cicada.

Who exactly?

The Buddha searched in his memory, but he couldn't find anyone he knew.

He knew all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan, but he had never seen such a character.

He stood up and walked towards the young monk.

"Where do the elders come from? ”

The Donglai Buddha asked politely.

"East China Sea. ”

The monk replied.

The Buddha from the east said that he was sure enough, and then sat down next to the monk and chatted with him.

The two chatted about some Buddhist scriptures, the young monk's Buddhist attainments were very profound, and the Buddha from the east chatted happily.

Vaguely, however, he discovered that the monk had a disdain for the Dharma of the day.

"Could it be him?"

The Buddha from the east had a conjecture in his heart.

In addition to the golden cicada, there is only one person in the East China Sea who has such attainments in Buddhism.

"Master. ”

At this time, the little monk pulled the sleeve of the Buddha and whispered in his ear, "The lantern of the Buddha is lit." ”

"Oh. ”

The Donglai Buddha glanced at the human seed bag on his waist.

There is a lantern given by the Buddha in the bag, and when the relics of the World-Honored One approach, they emit a light of induction.

The Buddha got up and prepared to leave.

"The Buddha is really powerful. ”

The young monk suddenly spoke, and said, "Those bodhisattvas are just tricks, he has already calculated the place where the relics pass through, and let you wait here. ”

The Buddha from the East turned around: "Did Sun Wukong also expect it?"

He said tentatively.

"The poor monk is here, and that's the answer. ”

The monk replied.

"Amitabha. ”

The Donglai Buddha couldn't help but smile: "The competition of the Supreme of the Three Realms is really beyond my prediction. ”

As powerful as him, he can't see how Sun Wukong and the Buddha deduced this plan.

"Am I also a pawn of the Buddha?"

The Buddha from the East couldn't help but think.

But now he wants to confirm the identity of the young monk.

"Elder might as well go back to Lingshan with me. ”

The Buddha from the East said to the monk: "If you follow the path of the elders, you will be able to be reused by the Buddha." ”

"The elm of the Buddha cannot be carved. ”

The monk shook his head: "The Emperor of Heaven looks at the road of the future with awe, but the Buddha is stagnant, you are the Buddha of the future, and you should walk with the Emperor of Heaven." ”

Donglai Buddha's expression sank, and he turned to leave.

The young monk then got up and left after him.

The Buddha cast a spell to shake him off, but when he walked outside the city, he saw the monk sitting on a tree stump, his eyes flashing.

Donglai Buddha's eyes narrowed slightly: "Who are you?"

"Don't you already know?"

The monk replied.

"You are the Monkey King. ”

The Donglai Buddha understood, and then narrowed his eyes: "How did you hide it from the Buddha?"

When he left Lingshan, the Buddha said that neither he nor Sun Wukong would move, and as soon as the two moved, they would be perceived by the other party, causing a conflict in advance.

Since Sun Wukong is here, it means that he has hidden the Buddha's discovery.

"Don't you ......?"

The Buddha from the east suddenly understood: "You borrowed the ** of the golden cicada!"

The monk's expression suddenly sank.

"The Emperor of Heaven would not do such a thing. ”

He replied, "I am the golden cicada." ”

The Buddha from the East suddenly showed an expression of seeing a ghost.

"Jin Chanzi, you came here alone?"

"Yes. ”

"Not lost?"

“......”

The golden cicada fell into a long silence.

I obviously didn't change my face, how could this Buddha from the East recognize the wrong person?

Isn't your face as good as being lost?

The golden cicada was somewhat hit.