Chapter 797 There is a white horse first, and then Jackie Chan
Chu He was not completely incapable of resisting.
Don't forget!
He also has a wisp of primordial immortal energy.
It was given to him by Bai Suzhen.
It is the power of creation to achieve true immortals and make immortals live with the sun and the moon.
If you use this wisp of primordial immortal qi to trigger an attack, you will definitely be able to hurt this Buddha palm.
But Chu He is still weighing.
He wasn't sure what kind of attack move he could use to maximize the effect of this wisp of primordial immortal qi, so that he could escape with his life and gain a glimmer of life.
Just when Chu He hesitated.
The golden light was dazzling, dazzling and infinite, but another white light flew sideways like a match, cutting off the golden vision.
It's like a photo, cut in two by the waist.
An old white horse galloped from the end of the world.
While running, the body shape gradually changed, turning into a dragon, such as jade dragon horns, majestic dragon heads, fluttering white whiskers, huge dragon bodies spanning hundreds of miles, and vigorous and powerful dragon claws...
It wasn't the first time Chu He had seen a dragon.
It can even be said that until this time, before that, he had dealt with the dragon clan enough, and in a sense, he still had a dragon girl wife.
But this was the first time he had seen such a sacred, mighty, and majestic dragon.
It is like a huge mountain range, stretching and circling, floating and sinking among the clouds, the head is not seen, and the eyes can only see a scale and a half claw.
The huge white dragon raised its claws and tore it up.
The huge golden Buddha palm was torn out of a huge wound.
Drops of golden blood like grease fell like raindrops.
Some of the wounds that fell on Chu He's body actually made him collapse and heal quickly.
"Good thing!" Chu He subconsciously took out the Nine Doubts Ding and collected it vigorously.
And beyond the stars, an originally huge figure shrank rapidly.
gradually turned into a monk shrouded in a hazy halo.
He was standing there, but Chu He couldn't see clearly, couldn't understand. It's as if there are layers of world, obstructing Chu He's line of sight.
This must be a very proud fellow, so much so that he doesn't even want to let those mortals in the lower realm get a glimpse of his true face.
And the white dragon meandered, and a gust of wind blew, but it turned into an old man in white.
He was dressed in a white robe, wearing a jade crown, his long hair was flying, and his silver-white beard hung down on his chest.
It was only at this time that Chu He suddenly realized and recalled.
The original image of this white dragon is not the white horse that Master Xuanzang originally rode across?
"White Dragon Horse, White Dragon Horse! It turns out that there really is a White Dragon Horse, no wonder I can't manifest it in the world of minds. The old horse carried Xuanzang westward, since Xuanzang had become a Buddha, how could the old horse still be just an ordinary horse?" Chu He thought to himself, and at the same time smiled bitterly at his carelessness.
Chu He came to his senses.
Since Master Xuanzang's Dao has so many people, even the Buddha of the Western Heavens, to stop it, how could he not arrange a protector?
Thinking of coming to this white dragon horse, he is the protector left by the Buddha of Merit.
"White Horse, you have achieved the right results and are listed in the Eight Heavenly Dragons, why do you continue to be nostalgic for the mortal world, be a mortal's mount, and live like a beast?" the monk asked in a halo of light.
The old man who was transformed by the white dragon horse did not speak, his expression was indifferent, but he just protected Master Xuanzang and the others and Chu He behind him, and the meaning was extremely clear.
If you want to kill them, you have to pass him first.
"White Horse! If you like to be a human mount, with your cultivation results, all the Buddhas of the Western Heavens, and even several Buddhas, will accept it. Why do you trample on these mortals, ruin your identity, and lose face?" The monk continued to speak, obviously the white dragon horse's previous blow, which shocked him, so that he did not want to force a confrontation again, but wanted to force the white dragon horse back with words.
This time, the white dragon horse finally spoke.
"It's not a monk riding on my back, it's the people of the world. Since the Master cultivates the Dharma for the liberation of the common people in the world, then I, the white horse, am the protector of the Tao for the common people of the world. This is not a personal relationship, but a merit in the world. How can such merit be compromised?"
The white dragon horse blocked the monk's words with a word.
Master Xuanzang's three-body theory method was implemented.
Not only can Master Xuanzang and his three poisonous incarnations all go straight to Daluo, but also make all living beings in the world like dragons, and they all have the opportunity to achieve positive results and gain liberation.
This may seem like a win-win situation, but it will always collide with the interests of some people.
If there are real people in this world who are like dragons, and everyone sits on the clouds, then who will go to kowtow to the red dust and mud to pound garlic and provide faith?
If everyone is self-respecting, self-confident, self-reliant and independent, then how can those who want to enslave others, those who want to use power, power, money and violence to persecute, oppress, and drive others to find a sense of existence?
Shami, Shaman, Monk, Bodhisattva, Arhat, Buddha... Buddha!
If you wish all beings in the world, everyone is equal.
Then why is there such a hierarchical distinction, there must be this unevenness, there must be this unequal order, and there must be this high position to drive the low position?
Class still exists, how can we talk about equality?
Therefore, even though the Buddha of Merit is the Buddha of Buddhism, the Buddha of the God of Fighting is the Buddha of Buddhism, the Pure Altar Messenger is the Buddha of Buddhism, and the golden-bodied Arhat is the Buddha of Buddhism.
But they are still enemies of some Buddhas and even Buddhas.
I want to get rid of it and then quickly.
"There is no end to the sea of suffering... Why don't you turn back to the shore?" the monk asked the white horse in a Buddhist voice. Even if he was taken by this aftersound, Chu He still felt a sense of guilt welling up in his heart, fortunately, there was Cuizhu to protect the Yuan Shen, and the Dinghai God Needle to fix the spiritual platform, so it was fine.
And on the side, whether it was Master Xuanzang who was empty again, Su Kelu and Zhao He, they were all crying bitterly, as if they thought of the evil they had done in this life for a moment, and all the guilt was in their hearts, hating that they couldn't cut themselves off and self-destruct to break their thoughts.
"If you don't cross the sea of suffering, how can you see your true self, and if you can turn back, how can you be reborn?"
"I don't see me, I don't see life, I cover my head and become a world by myself, sitting on the lotus platform and claiming to be a Buddha, it's ridiculous!"
The white horse flipped his palm when he saw it.
Outside the entire nine clouds, between the stars, it seems that one side is reversed.
The four of them returned to Hongfu Temple at the same time, on top of the pagoda.
There is still the aftermath left by the white horse in his ears: "Go to the Tang Palace quickly and take refuge under the human emperor." ”
There was still a slight tremor in the space, and it was obvious that the white horse and the monk were fighting in an unknown place, and they could no longer take care of them.
And if it's more than that, it's really dangerous.
Chu He didn't have time to think about it, so he transformed himself into Chu Bai's vest.
Pull up Master Xuanzang and Sukelu, and run directly in the direction of the palace with a token in hand.
The token was given by Li Shimin.
As the little fan brother of 'Chu Bai', although he didn't really give Chu He any real officials, real powers, and real lords, he gave him some false titles and this token.
With this token, Chu He can enter and leave the front palace of the palace at will during the day.
Although in the eyes of countless mortals, Chang'an at this time was cloudless, the weather was sunny, and there was no abnormality in the slightest.
But in the eyes of the four people of Chu He, there was thunder above their heads, and there was infinite light chasing after them, and the devastating attack would fall from nowhere at any time.