Fa Yuan clasped his hands together and said excitedly: "King, the little monk vows to go to the West Heaven to visit the Buddha face, and seek the true scriptures to cross all sentient beings!" The little monk's body is only a hundred catties ......of meat, and it is not enough for the king to stuff his teeth, why don't you let me go west, and wait for me to obtain the true scriptures."

"Then come to temper me?" Bai Fu interrupted, laughing, but he knew what the other party was going to say - let you go west, and then come and bend me, it's ......

"Speaking of this line, it's very similar to Tang Seng, isn't this the reincarnation of the golden cicada?" Bai Fu thought in his heart, silently transporting the Yuan Shen and concentrating on the senses, but he didn't find the God of Secret Protector.

"Hmm!" Bai Fu groaned, secretly Journey to the West, Tang Seng Sheng was a good person who practiced for the tenth generation - that is to say, before he became Tang Seng, he died nine times!

Monk Sha ate nine monks who were going to the West Heaven, his skull was not sinking, obviously not an ordinary monk, maybe it was the ninth body of Tang Seng Qian.

"In this way, Tang Seng is going to die in the ninth life, and he does not need protection except for the tenth life. Not to mention the means that Rulai may arrange, if he really wants to devour his divine soul, then the golden cicada primordial spirit will burst out, and none of the demons on the West Road will be its opponent......"

"Tang Seng's previous life was ......" Bai Fu's eyes turned and said to Heifeng Xiong: "Put this monk in Tianzi Prison." Of course, you can't treat him as a prisoner, you want to be a waiter with good wine and food. By the way, don't you like Buddhism, when you have nothing to do, you can go and talk to him to relieve your boredom!"

"Yes!" Heifeng got the order, called the four little demons, set up the limbs of the Fayuan, and went to the Tianzi Prison, which can only be enjoyed by the emperor and the president.

After the Fayuan monk who was suspected of being Tang Seng in his previous life was taken away, Bai Fu took out the wind and thunder fan, gently slapped his palms, and groaned secretly.

accidentally captured Tang Seng's previous life, unless he swallowed his soul together, he would definitely not be immortal, and it would be impossible to eat.

"There is a Monkey King in the copy, or no longer a Tang monk...... This can be had, but the golden cicada is really in Lingshan, and it is easy to be exposed......"

Bai Fu supported his chin with a wind and thunder fan, his eyes kept turning, and after thinking about it, he gave up this tempting idea.

"There is no Da Luo's soul who is proficient in Buddhism to disguise, and he wants to copy Tang Seng and his bell is recognized!"

Bai Fu unfolded the wind and thunder fan and said with a smile: "However, it is possible to put together the body of Tang Seng in the first nine generations, and it will be useful in the future!"

After saying this, Bai Fu focused his thoughts on the wind and thunder fan, and began the daily sacrifice, integrating his perception of heaven and earth into heaven and earth, and deducing heaven and earth to perfection enough.

"The heaven and earth in the wind and thunder fan, although small, but the heaven and the earth, basically already exist, compared with the real heaven and earth, what is worse is the natural operation of the heavenly dao and the independent operation of reincarnation. ”

"The natural operation of the Heavenly Dao is my Dao, and when it is complete, it will be the time when I will advance to Daluo. And reincarnation seems to be included in it, but it can also be alone, but no matter what, it must be realized. ”

After the day's sacrifice, Bai Fu thought for a while, put away the wind and thunder fan and got up, and went to the garden, ready to take care of the flowers and plants, and relax his mood.

Bai Fu walked around the garden for a while, looking at the purple trees with stronger and stronger branches, he was in a good mood, and then looked at the ten demon trees moved from the Thorn Ridge, and frowned.

"After staying in the garden with such a strong purple qi for so long, I have only cultivated to the level of a true immortal, and I deserve to travel to the west for the first time, and my soul can't come out during the day, and I was cut down by Zhu Bajie without any power to fight back, it's too immature!"

The Ten Tree Demons were so unmotivated, Bai Fu was very displeased, suppressed the urge to chop them as firewood, sat down under the purple tree, and began to refine many magic weapons on his body.

Bai Fu's days have gone back to the past, but because he met Yang Chan, Bai Fu, who had bad intentions for him, ran to Nanbu Zhou a lot more diligently.

Because of this, it was cheaper to fake Wukong, and after a while, Bai Fu would bring some wine and food to see him on the way, but the fake Wukong was stained with a lot of Yang Chan's light.

A year passed so unconsciously, the wind and waves were calm, and the relationship between Bai Fu and Yang Chan heated up rapidly, just when he was thinking about going to Huashan this time, inviting Yang Chan to come to the cave mansion, and taking the opportunity to cook the raw rice, the black wind bear patrolling the mountains came to the matter again.

"King, a group of Han envoys have come outside, and they want to change the customs clearance documents. The Black Wind Bear had a strange expression.

"Reverse the customs clearance documents?" Bai Fu glanced at the black bear spirit in surprise and asked rhetorically, "Are you kidding me?"

"King, how dare I tease you? Our cave is like a city, no smaller than those small countries, and those envoys don't know how to come, and they bumped into me to lead people to patrol, so they said to themselves that the emperor of the Han Dynasty sent an envoy to ask for Buddha, asking for a change in customs clearance documents!"

"Emperor Han begged the Buddha to make ......" Bai Fu glanced at it and knew that this was the messenger sent by Emperor Ming of Han after dreaming of the Jin people.

"Oh!" Bai Fu's policy is not to disturb the people who passed by (Fa Yuan was targeted by the black bear because of his peculiarity), and the monsters in the city no longer have beast-headed people, and it is reasonable to be regarded as a human city by mortals.

"I've arranged to go to the guest house, do you want to summon the king?" Seeing that Bai Fu was silent, the black wind bear was gone, and couldn't help asking, but it was a lively mentality.

"Go and get the customs clearance documents, I'll stamp them, and the people will be gone, but good wine and good food must be served, and if you want a woman, you can also send a few banshees over, but you have to explain clearly, don't waste people and kill them!" Bai Fu waved his hand, he was not interested in seeing a group of mortals.

After the Black Wind Bear obeyed the order, Bai Fu touched his chin and pondered.

"Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty dreamed of the golden man at night, and the establishment of China's first Buddha's hand White Horse Temple was in the history textbooks, and I thought it was interesting at the time, and I also deliberately checked it on the Internet. ”

"I remember that the people sent by Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty did not go to the west, but in the country of the Great Moon Clan, they met the Indian monks Morteng and Zhu Falan, saw the Buddhist scriptures and the white felt statue of Shakyamuni Buddha, and implored the two monks to go east to China to preach the Dharma. ”

Bai Fu's eyes moved, and he pulled the map of the vicinity, and found that the Great Moon Clan Kingdom was a little on the east side of the Flame Mountain, only a thousand and five hundred miles away.

"The Night Dream Golden Man is directed by a Buddhist sage, thus eliminating the ...... of the Flaming Mountains and the Quicksand River that mortals cannot jump over."

But this time the scriptures are only the preliminary eastward transmission of Buddhism, and the scriptures are only a small number, just to lay a foundation for the journey to the west, and there is really no need for mortals to cross thousands of mountains and rivers to get the Ling Mountain - Tang Seng rode a small white dragon, and only killed a single trip in more than ten years, not to mention whether they can live to the west sky, just wait for them to take the scriptures back, Emperor Han Ming may have ascended to heaven, and the new emperor does not buy the Buddha's account, the saint is not in vain. ”

Bai Fu smiled, put the matter down, prepared to stamp the big seal, and went to Huashan.