It is said that Wukong saw that the situation was urgent, and hurriedly rescued the Lingxue Fairy and the Iron Fan Princess. Originally, he wanted to hide himself first, watch the side of the Bull Demon King, teach him to have a good fight with the Lingji Bodhisattva, and then find the right time, go down and beat a dull stick, it is best to beat the Lingji Bodhisattva to death on the spot with one blow, that is enjoyable, and it is also good to frustrate the other party's sharpness. But this Cangyang Gyatso didn't know what to do, and wanted to kill Lingxue and the two, Wukong was naturally furious in his heart, and rushed up, only a dozen rounds up and down, and killed Cangyang Gyatso's Yuan Shen Zhenling, and he didn't even have the opportunity to reincarnate!

Lingji Bodhisattva sacrificed the rosary wooden fish, rose in the air, a beating, the Buddha's sound vibrate, like a bell in the ear, hearing Wukong and the Bull Demon King are extremely irritable, and the three corpse gods are restless. The Bull Demon King immediately lifted the mixed iron rod and smashed it towards the wooden fish, but the Lingji Bodhisattva didn't care, and the hammer in his hand was still beating slowly, as if it was an old monk sitting in meditation, his heart was unhindered, and he was as steady as Mount Tai. Seeing that the Bull Demon King's stick was approaching, he just lifted the hammer in his hand, put the Bull Demon King's mixed iron rod away, and hit it up with the hammer, shaking the Bull Demon King a few feet away, and almost fell into the clouds.

Wukong saw the rosary flying towards him, but he was not afraid, held the purple bamboo cane in his hand, shook it twice, and the purple light on it was collected, and the magic trick in his hand was pinched, and he hit it up, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick was originally a psychic thing, and it faded away from the appearance of the bamboo cane, turning into a thick and soft whip, shaking slightly. Wukong sacrificed the soft whip, reached out and grabbed it, and whipped the rosary flying in front of him, "Bang!" A clear sound, the soft whip was swung away, but the rosary was still hitting forward with unabated momentum, Wukong secretly exclaimed in his heart: "Good guy! This rosary is so ordinary, but it is as hard as a stone, even my grandson's wishful golden hoop stick can't hurt the slightest, it's really a good baby!"

The magic weapons in the hands of the people in Buddhism are nothing more than some prayer beads, wooden fish, bowls, Treasure pestle and the like, but these Buddhist disciples use their own accumulated merits to condense the magic weapon of practice, their own karma is extremely deep, and it is driven by the secret method of Buddhism, naturally it is extremely powerful, after all, not everyone is like the Shakyamuni Nyorai, under the Bodhi tree in the karmic fire for 500 years, not only his body is not injured in the slightest, but because of the blessing of misfortune, he has cultivated the golden body of the Buddha, sitting on the western spiritual mountain, not afraid of karmic fire karma.

Wukong saw that this magic weapon was powerful, although he wanted to take it for himself, but he also knew that this was the magic weapon of Buddhism, and he and Buddhism had deep karma, if he took this magic weapon, he could not use it, otherwise he was afraid that he would be contaminated with karma, and it would be difficult to get out, if it was given to the Lingxue Fairy, and I was afraid that her magic power would not be enough, and the Tao was too shallow, even if he was barely able to re-practice, when it came to the enemy, it was inevitable that it would not be enough to use it。 Yes, although it is not impossible for Wukong to take it away, it is just chicken ribs, so he dispelled the idea.

Wukong thought so, but it was only between the lightning and flint, and he saw the rosary splitting the face, Wukong did not panic, holding the whip in one hand and pinching the magic trick in the other, turning his body, and his body turned into dozens of feet high, but he didn't dare to grab the rosary directly with his hands, who knows if this magic weapon will have any other uses, to plot himself. He raised the soft whip in his hand, but instead held the whip in his hand and struck the rosary with the whip head. The rosary turned, let go of the soft whip, rose into the sky, spun in the air a few times, and then fell down sharply, and according to Wukong, it fell on top of his head.

Wukong couldn't help but feel funny when he saw this, this Buddhism is really insidious, and now he wants to take this opportunity, so the trick is repeated, and this rosary is used as a hoop to trap him. Wukong said in his heart: "Lao Sun just took off the vajra ring not long ago, but now he is coming again, how can Lao Sun be fooled again, don't you really think that no one can stop this tight hoop!" Reaching into his arms, he took out the vajra circle, threw it into the air, chanted the spell, pinched a magic trick in his hand, and the golden brilliance above appeared, and it also turned into a radius of a few zhang in size, and the runes flowed endlessly, and they went up, and the two collided in one place, making a piercing sound of gold and iron, and the brilliance on the rosary suddenly dimmed a lot, flickering, and fell straight down without support.

Lingji Bodhisattva was just when he was urging the supernatural powers, driving the two magic weapons to attack, and suddenly felt the Yuan Shen tremble, his mouth was sweet, and the corners of his mouth immediately overflowed with a little blood, which was obviously a bad backlash. It turns out that this rosary wooden fish two magic weapons, originally a 10,000-year-old sandalwood, was obtained by this Lingji Bodhisattva by chance, refined into the natal magic weapon, and after years of painstaking polishing, it was refined into these two magic weapons, used against the enemy, the power is endless, the magic is very useful, but there are bound to be disadvantages, the natal magic weapon is symbiotic with the original god, as the so-called one glory and one loss, once one of them is broken, it will affect their own original god, empathy.

Although this magic weapon is powerful, but the vajra circle in Wukong's hand was originally the magic weapon of Shakyamuni Rulai, and it has been re-practiced by the ancestor of Su Bodhi, and it is naturally extremely powerful. How can you be an opponent just by virtue of this rosary?

Lingji Bodhisattva knew that the treasure was damaged, but he couldn't care about a lot, hurriedly put the mana into operation, pressed it to the Mud Pill Palace, and stabilized the Yuan Shen in the blink of an eye, he is a Bodhisattva who has been enlightened for many years, and his mana is profound, so naturally he is not like Cangyang Gyatso, who has attained the fruit position for less than a thousand years, and is killed at once. When Wukong saw the rosary falling, he knew that the opportunity could not be lost, sneered, and did not hesitate, stepped forward, shook the soft whip, and rolled the rosary over.

Over there, the Bull Demon King was entangled by the wooden fish, and he couldn't get out, and he was afraid that he would be disturbed by the sound of the Buddha, so he couldn't use all his strength, but several times in a row, he was shocked back by the wooden fish, and the mixed iron rod in his hand was helpless, but he was physically strong, and although the wooden fish was a magic weapon, it couldn't hurt him at all. The Bull Demon King couldn't fight for a long time, and couldn't help but scold in his heart: "His grandmother's! I'm angry! What is this thing, how can it be so lively, always dodging so quickly, but the old cow and I am too slow, the Taoist friends over there are about to get out, but I can't fight, I can't destroy it, it's really overturned in the gutter, it's really fucking unlucky!"

Thinking about it, he shook the mixed iron rod and put it in the palm of his hand, but turned his left hand, took out a rope and came out, and threw it at the wooden fish, Lingji Bodhisattva was shocked when he saw it, and couldn't help but shout: "Shake the golden rope! But he was blocked by the golden rope, and he couldn't retreat. Lingji Bodhisattva saw that his two magic weapons were restrained by the other party one by one, and he couldn't.

He said bitterly in his heart: "The Buddha taught me to come down with the Dharma King Bodhisattva, I originally wanted to subdue the demon and subdue the demon, and make a meritorious achievement, but unexpectedly this Dharma King Bodhisattva was killed, and even my two life magic weapons were also suppressed, and now if I retreat, I will lose the magic weapon, not only the Taoist mana will be greatly damaged, and the connection will not be cut off, and it will be difficult to cultivate the natal magic weapon in the future, and this group of demons will be cheapened in vain!

Then his mind turned around, and he turned his heart sideways: "Rather than this, if you fight hard, even if you can't kill them all, it's not so easy for them to hurt me! If you want to have something, you must have a sacrifice, hehe! If you can take a few of them back to Lingshan to see the Buddha, then at that time, I am also expected to achieve the Buddha's golden body, as for this bull demon king, I don't take his life, and the rest is none of my business, and these Buddha soldiers will not be wasted!"

After thinking about it, he turned his mana into action, and a burst of golden light rose from his body, protecting his body, and he sat down in the air, slowly reciting scriptures in his mouth, and for a moment the golden light surged all over the sky, as if a world-famous Buddha was present to dispel the black fog around his body, like a bright lamp in the dark night! Lingji Bodhisattva stretched out his hands forward, and each of them made a different seal, and the mantra in his mouth was beaded. Suddenly, he shouted: "Amitabha!" I saw a three-foot-tall Bodhisattva Dharma body suddenly appear on the wooden fish, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and grabbed the golden rope in his hand!

The Bull Demon King was startled, hurriedly recited the incantation, and shouted: "Hurry!" The Bodhisattva Dharma Body shook the golden rope in his hand and jumped repeatedly, trying to break free, but was suppressed by the Bodhisattva's Dharma Body's mana, how could it be so easy to escape? The Bull Demon King couldn't help but scold: "Lingji Bald Donkey! If you get a clone, you will dare to come and collect my magic weapon! Look at the fight!" Immediately fit and pounced, Lingji Bodhisattva seemed to have lost his soul, just sat upright, but did not resist, the Bull Demon King was overjoyed when he saw it, and reached out with his hand and grabbed the head of Lingji Bodhisattva, but just touched the golden light on Lingji Bodhisattva's body, and his palm immediately felt a hot pain, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he couldn't help but scream: "Ah! Kill me!"

Lingji Bodhisattva didn't care, the six-grade lotus appeared under the seat, turned his body, and pointed like a knife, pointing towards Wukong's side, the rosary was in Wukong's soft whip, it was originally unable to move, but at this time it was like a living thing, impatient with loneliness, and also rotated and vibrate, Wukong was suddenly alert, and shouted: "I want to go!" Lingji Bodhisattva shouted: "Demon! Today, no matter how much the poor monk pays, he will subdue you and others, so as not to create more evil!" Anyway, gritting his teeth, biting the tip of his tongue, opening his mouth and squiezing out a mouthful of essence blood, closing his palms, pinching into a mysterious seal, and then the two palms slowly separated, and a golden Buddha appeared in the middle, although it was extremely small, only like soybeans, but it was lifelike, the treasure was solemn, the Buddha's body was looming, like a night pearl flashing in the dark night, and I heard Lingji Bodhisattva chant in his mouth: "Amitabha! Then he stretched out his hand and pushed the Buddha forward, and in an instant, the Buddha was wrapped in the essence of blood!

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