Chapter Twenty-Eight
When the Buddha's light fell to the ground, it turned into the shape of a golden bell jar, and Tang Seng guarded it tightly.
The monkey is murderous, his temper comes up, and the king of heaven is not convinced, unless you crush him by force and subdue him, when the voice comes, the murderous aura in the monkey's eyes is even stronger, and the speed of the stick in his hand is faster.
While!
A crisp bell like a yellow bell rang around, and the golden bell jar turned into the Buddha's light was really hard as steel, and under the monkey's stick, there was no damage at all, and there were no ripples on the golden surface.
But this does not mean that the monkey is not strong enough, I saw that the area around the big bell was more than ten miles away, all of which were in ruins, and the aftermath of the mana of the collision between the golden hoop stick and the big bell was raging, and there were no ordinary creatures to live at all, especially within a radius of a hundred zhang of the big bell, it had already become a large pit hundreds of meters deep, and all the soil in it made the aftermath of the mana of the two people crushed into powder, and completely disappeared.
Fortunately, there is wasteland in this vicinity, and there are no people, otherwise the murder will be great.
The monkey didn't succeed in a blow, and he didn't have the slightest intention of giving up, but he saw his iron rod slashing, and the mana all over his body was galloping, and he raised his hand to do it again!
"Stop, you monkey!"
There was a voice in the sky again, but compared to just now, the tone added three points of fire, at the same time, above the sky, the Buddha's light was prosperous, and there was a faint sound of Sanskrit singing, only to see that in the Buddha's light, a treasure and solemn Buddha appeared, and it was the Buddha who was in charge of Buddhism!
As he said this, the monkey seemed to have suddenly been immobilized, maintaining the posture of raising the stick to fight, unable to move at all, if it weren't for the fact that the monkey's eyes were still dripping, I am afraid that anyone would think that he was a sculpture.
Mo Chen stroked the white horse with one hand, and carried the luggage with the other, it was he who took action just now and saved the white horse, and he had to rely on this beast to feed the little white dragon when he turned around, he was going to be killed here, did he want to throw the monkey in to feed?
The copper skin and iron bones of the monkey are afraid that they are not going to break Ao Lie's big teeth.
His eyes narrowed slightly, looking towards the Dharma body of the Buddha in the sky, in his eyes, the Buddha in the light of the Buddha was like a mortal, there was no extraordinary, if it were not for the various visions that were revealed, no one would know that such a peaceful-looking monk was the leader of Buddhism in the world!
"This is a bit too strong!" Mo Chen muttered, but he was shocked in his heart, this was not the first time he had seen Rulai, but Rulai gave him the same feeling as the first time he saw him, and he couldn't see a little bit of depth.
You must know that he was just a small Heavenly Immortal at the beginning, but now he is already a Da Luo Jin Immortal standing at the top of the pyramid of the Three Realms, and even relying on the true fire of the sun, he is also in a difficult position to resist among the Da Luo Jin Immortals.
But if the Buddha didn't seem to be seen through by him with the growth of his cultivation, doesn't this mean that Mo Chen's strength has grown, and in front of this old Buddha, it is basically equivalent to being blind.
If Mo Chen, who is at the level of a heavenly immortal, is like a drop of water, how can he be regarded as a big bowl of water when he arrives in Daluo, but this big bowl of water is found to be no different from a drop or a bowl to the vast ocean.
The Buddha is this vast ocean, the head of both religions, and is worthy of being the ancestor of all Buddhas.
Just when Mo Chen was secretly frightened by Rulai's cultivation, the old Buddha suddenly swept his gaze to Mo Chen, and the meaning that flashed in his eyes was very familiar, almost the same as the look of Guanyin Bodhisattva, but the effect was very different.
Guanyin's eyes made Mo Chen extremely annoyed, and he only felt that he had been provoked, but this look made Mo Chen's scalp numb, and there was a sense of horror like falling into the ice abyss, and he didn't dare to blow up his hair at all.
This is because of the gap in strength, when facing Guanyin, Mo Chen is not afraid, because he can feel that although Guanyin is a quasi-saint, he may not be able to withstand the Sun True Fire and Purple Gold Gourd in his hand.
But in the face of Rulai, he only felt that he was not much different from an ant, at most a big ant, but he still couldn't escape the fate of being trampled to death.
Fortunately, Rulai didn't come to him this time, but just glanced at him and stared at the monkey again.
At this time, in the golden bell jar, Tang Seng has not yet escaped from the trembling state, although Rulai appeared, saving his life, but the monkey just started to swing the stick, so that he really felt the breath of death, and the natural reaction of physiology was to tremble.
Looking at Tang Seng's appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head, stretched out his hand, and a touch of Buddha light instantly integrated into Tang Seng's body, and Tang Seng immediately returned to normal.
"Disciple Xuanzang, meet my Buddha Rulai. Tang Seng was in the golden bell jar, respectfully bowing and bowing.
"Meet the Buddha!"
The gods and generals guarding Tang Seng all bowed their heads with their hands folded.
The Buddha nodded, and with a wave of his sleeves, the golden bell jar on Tang Seng disappeared immediately, and the monkey that was fixed also regained his mobility.
I only heard Rulai say: "You monkey head, I told you to stop, but you still haven't stopped, do you really want to do the evil act of killing the master?"
Rulai is a little annoyed in his heart, since he took charge of Buddhism, he really hasn't met anyone who dares to disobey him, if it weren't for the monkey being taken care of by several saints, the chosen scripture learner, he would have suppressed it a long time ago, where is the nonsense.
And the monkey was restored to action, and the tyranny in his eyes was no longer just now, but revealed a strong fear, such as the Buddha who casually pressed him in the Five Elements Mountain, the mana exceeded him too much, in the face of such an existence, the monkey bullied the soft and feared the hard, of course, he was careful to serve, he didn't want to live that free life again.
The monkey first laughed, and then shirked: "Buddha, this is not to blame my grandson, it is this monk and Guanyin who have to design to frame my grandson, and want to put the golden hoop that is specially designed to control the evil beasts on my grandson's head. ”
If you look at this monkey and look like you see it is all their fault, you can't help but stare at Mo Chen again, it's all this crow that makes the ghost, so that the good things become like this, it seems that you have to find a chance to kick this demon out.
But this monkey is not a good person, without the golden hoop to restrain him, I'm afraid the golden cicada can't control him, if he was a little slower just now, this monkey head will kill the golden cicada.
Thinking of this, he said, "Wukong, you put on that golden hoop......"