"Take my sword, and cause and effect will end. Zhou Bai stood in front of Guanyin with an indifferent expression, and the light under his feet flowed, outlining a huge array pattern in the flickering and flickering.

The smile on Guanyin's face had long frozen, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Daoist friends are so domineering, are you ready to tear the skin with my Buddha?"

Hunting wind flying sand and rocks, Sun Wukong saw that the situation was wrong, and after signaling to Zhu Bajie and Mu Zha, he took Tang Seng to avoid the expanding formation from afar.

Fortunately, the surrounding Hongmeng sword qi did not stop them, and only after they withdrew from the range of the formation did they raise a gray shield and seal Zhou Bai and Guanyin in the formation into it.

Outside the formation, Hongyu looked at Sun Wukong and the others who were peeking at this place and unwilling to leave, and said indifferently: "The road to the west is 108,000 miles, and you have only walked for less than three points, so it's better to hurry as soon as possible." ”

At this time, Tang Seng had regained his calm, his eyes were flickering, he took a deep look at Zhou Bai and Guanyin, who had disappeared in the gray mist, folded his hands, and leaned over to say goodbye to Hongyu.

turned around and left, and with the support of Muzha and Zhu Bajie, he disappeared into the path of the mountain stream.

Sun Wukong clasped his fists and saluted, his eyes swept over the red boy with hatred on his face, and said with relief: "Your father and I have cause and effect, and this is the end, and there will be no brotherhood or grievances from now on." ”

The right foot moved slightly, the golden hoop stick disappeared into a thin line along the arm, and he didn't listen to the red boy's response again, Sun Wukong jumped back a few times, and caught up with Tang Seng and Bajie, who had already gone away.

A resolute look flashed in the red boy's eyes, and he leaned over to Hongyu and said, "Uncle Hongyu, I have to go back to Jilei Mountain to inform my father about today's matter, and my little nephew will leave here." ”

Hongyu smiled and said, "On behalf of me and Zhou Bai, say hello to Senior Brother Kuiniu." ”

Red Boy nodded yes.

Turning over and jumping, the flag in the red boy's hand lit up, and in a moment, countless little demons and ghosts poured from all over the mountain stream, sprinkled with more than 200 people.

"Little people, this king is going back to Jilei Mountain, this time he has traveled thousands of miles, it is really inconvenient to carry you, and the treasures and things in the cave will be divided after I leave. ”

The voice was loud, spreading throughout the surrounding mountains, and the mountain gods and lands were all happy, and the demons kneeling down the mountain grabbed the ground with their heads and called 'king'.

Riding away from the wind, the red boy turned into a raging flame and crossed the sky, and flew towards the 100,000 mountains thousands of miles away without looking back.

After a few moments, the sword array dissipated without a trace, and the surrounding rocks and dead trees were as if nothing had happened.

Guanyin's slightly closed eyelids slowly opened, sighed, and waved his bare hand lightly, gathering the golden light scattered by the golden ring and the lotus platform in one place and putting it in his sleeve.

"Today's events, the poor monks will report to the Buddha, and hope that the Tao will be friendly and do it themselves. ”

Zhou Bai smiled indifferently, turned sideways, made way for Guanyin, and said with a smile: "Thank you Bodhisattva for solving your doubts." ”

The golden lotus blooms in the air, and the shadow of Guanyin turns into a streamer.

In the blink of an eye, in the mountain stream that was still a little noisy just now, only Zhou Bai and Hongyu were left.

Hongyu stepped forward to hold Zhou Bai's arm, watched Guanyin leave with him, and whispered: "How is it? Guanyin is very beautiful, right?" There was a slight hint of laughter in his tone, and the two soft clouds that were about to leave made Zhou Bai reach out and hug Hongyu's waist, and said with a wry smile: "What do you want? This guy is a man!"

Hongyu covered her mouth and chuckled, but Zhou Bai reached out and grabbed the white and slender green jade fingers.

"That was thousands of years ago, and people are now women. Hongyu smiled, "Is it pity for the fragrance and cherish the jade, so you can't bear to take out the sword?"

Zhou Bai said helplessly: "Actually, I can't kill her here, and I have a little regret." ”

A fine light flashed in her eyes, and Zhou Bai smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said: "However, she is quite scheming and knows how to forbear, as soon as I told her that she could exchange Kunpeng's whereabouts for this sword, she said it without any hesitation." ”

Hongyu frowned and said: "It seems that the Buddha Sect has already won the momentum of Hongmeng Zi, otherwise how would she tell us Kunpeng's whereabouts with confidence." ”

Zhou Bai nodded and said: "Xiniu Hezhou is the most powerful place in Buddhism, and this time with the move to the west, it has cleaned up the forces here, located in the base camp of Buddhism, Kunpeng is tantamount to a turtle in an urn." ”

"Then we'll have to hurry up a little bit as well. Hongyu said in a deep voice, "The Buddha Sect has two saints in charge, and the strength alone is no different from the Dao Sect, if they find Kunpeng first, it will be troublesome." ”

Zhou Bai smiled: "It's okay, didn't I say it? Finding Kunpeng is not the same as finding Hongmeng Purple Qi, and besides, there is no conflict between us and their goals." ”

As a quasi-saint Kunpeng who was enshrined as a demon master by the Emperor of Heaven and Emperor Jun in ancient times, how could he be captured by Buddhism so easily?

The more advanced the cultivators, the more they yearn for freedom and fear death, so they are willing to spend countless hours comprehending and studying the means of escape.

At this point, Zhou Bai had already been taught a lesson when he met the first dryad.

In his opinion, as long as Zhun Ti is restricted by the Heavenly Dao and cannot make a move, Duobao Rulai alone will not be able to do anything about Kunpeng.

If Maitreya also makes a move, he may be able to fight with Kunpeng with the help of the two quasi-saints.

However, there are two quasi-saints in Buddhism, but there is only one Hongmeng purple qi, how can Duobao Rulai cooperate with Maitreya with peace of mind?

If it is not handled well, there will be a gap between Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism.

......

At the foot of Ling Mountain, a fat monk who is simple and cute shakes the pu fan gently, walks towards the rapids under the mountain, the ancient trees stand horizontally between the rivers, an old monk sleeps on his side, although he sees the ups and downs of his chest, but he does not see half of his life and breath, as if he has been integrated with the lonely tree, heaven and man are one.

"Teacher. Maitreya came slowly, stopped at the end of the bridge, and called softly, but did not see any response.

Maitreya's smile did not decrease, and he stood by the river with his palms folded and recited the Heart Sutra in a low voice.

"Buddha, are you here again?" The little novice who came from the mountain path not far away saw the back chakra surrounded by the Buddha's light on the riverbank at a glance, put down the wooden barrel in his hand, and the novice folded his hands and bowed down.

Maitreya paused, stretched out his generous and warm palm to caress Huijing's bald head, and said with a smile: "The poor monk's heart is not yet at peace, so he naturally wants to come." ”

Huijing looked up at Maitreya with a kind face, blinked her crystal clear eyes, and said crisply: "Didn't the Buddha say that everything in the world needs to be fateful, and you can't force it?

Maitreya smiled bitterly and said, "That's why the poor monk's heart is uneven." ”

Turning his head to look at the sleeping guide between the bridges, Maitreya sighed, patted Huijing's head, and said with a smile: "How long have you been in the temple?"

Huijing thought for a while, crossed her fingers and said, "Five years, right?"

"Five years. Maitreya sighed and said, "I have been under the teacher's door for 100,000 years, but the friendship between master and apprentice for 100,000 years is not as good as the treasure that apostate came to share my Buddhist luck." ”

Huijing said a little unhappily: "Buddha, you are the Buddha, if the Buddha is also the Buddha, they are all Buddhas, why can't they get along well?"

"You don't understand. Maitreya shook his head, was silent for a moment, reached out and touched his head, and said with a wry smile: "Actually, I don't understand, maybe I can catch up with the teacher's footsteps, so I can let go of these distractions that I don't understand." ”

"It's not that you don't understand, you just don't want to admit it. "Huijing is still in front of Maitreya, but it is like a phantom across the endless world, ethereal.

In a trance, Maitreya regained his memory, there is only one Taoist temple 'Yuzhen' at the foot of Lingshan, where is the Buddhist sect novice, how can he confide in his heart like this in front of outsiders?

"The heart is unwilling, so it is not peaceful, and the heart is greedy, so it is not quiet. Huijing's voice became more and more illusory, and when it reached Maitreya's ears, it changed into a leading voice, "The poor monk is looking for the Buddha and seeking the Tao, although he pays attention to your practice, but ignores your state of mind, it is the poor monk's mistake." ”

The world changed suddenly, Maitreya suddenly opened his eyes, but found himself on a quaint and dilapidated futon, the world in front of him was gray, except for the mysterious hall he was in, the surrounding was an endless chaotic void.

Looking up, Maitreya couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, 'Zixiao Palace'?

Looking around, except for the futon under him, the main hall was empty, and even the Tongtian Saint who was forbidden by the Heavenly Dao in Zixiao Palace was gone.

As the only disciple of the introduction, Maitreya was naturally very familiar with his teacher, and after thinking for a while, he realized that he must have come to a dream.

Only the Teacher's Dream Enlightenment Technique can do this..... No, everything here is a reflection of one's own memory, and in a sense it is already another reality.

Maitreya's heart was as if she was dead, she looked at the high platform in front of her bitterly, and sighed: "Teacher, did you still choose Duobao Rulai in the end?"

On the high platform, light and shadow flowed, and an old monk in a robe appeared in the air, showing compassion.

"Duobao Rulai represents the general trend of Buddhism, and you are the only disciple of the poor monk, the poor monk does not want to help you, but he can't help you. Then he sighed and said: "If it is to help you, Duobao Rulai will inevitably have a gap in his heart, if it is a complete journey to the west, it doesn't matter, just incarnate the present Buddha fruit into the past, and you replace the present Buddha, and the golden cicada will achieve the future." ”

"It's a pity that the news of Kunpeng was deliberately released by Zhou Bai, in order to disrupt the overall situation. A few years after the westward journey, there was no way out for Buddhism, and Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism were also in a critical period of merging into one. ”

Another figure appeared beside the guide, and Zhun Ti also sat on the high platform, looked down at Maitreya with a complicated expression, and said with a smile: "What the senior brother said, you must also know, otherwise how could you hesitate and dare not go in vain." ”

"I've seen Uncle Shi. ”

Zhun raised his head and said: "Duobao represents the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, Mahayana Buddhism, and you, as a disciple of the saint, represent me and my senior brother, Hinayana Buddhism; neither of us can help, nor do we want to help." ”

Zhun Ti's eyes flickered, and after glancing at the guide, he said in a deep voice: "I and Senior Brother and I will contain the other saints in the matter of Kunpeng, and the rest of the matter will be up to you and Duobao Rulai to fight or discuss." ”

"You are a poor monk disciple, no matter what the victory or defeat, you will always be the only one in the third Buddhahood. The receiver's eyes closed slightly, and he interjected.

The light and shadow were scattered, and the guide disappeared from the high platform after saying this.

Zhun Ti smiled when he heard this: "What Senior Brother means is what I mean. ”

Just as Maitreya smiled again, Zhun Ti suddenly frowned and said, "When the red jade was robbed, the people who shot it were Kunpeng Emperor Jun and the Styx, and afterwards we surrounded the three of them, and we did not find any trace of Hongmeng purple qi from them. ”

"Now Zhou Bai suddenly told us through the mouth of the dragon clan that Hongmeng Purple Qi is in the hands of Kunpeng, and the credibility is not high. Zhun Ti stared at Maitreya with his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "At that time, remember to pay attention to Zhou Bai's actions, this person is acting strangely and unpredictable, don't be calculated and jump into the pit." ”

Maitreya said solemnly: "Yes, the poor monk understands. ”

Zhun Ti nodded, and the entire chaos also faded and dissipated with his departure, and in the blink of an eye, Maitreya returned to the foot of the Spirit Mountain, and the water in front of him was turbulent, and the sound was like thunder.

I don't know when, the ancient tree was empty.

"I have seen the future Buddha. A chuckle came from behind him, "I have seen the Buddha standing quietly in front of the river in the past few days, I don't know what I think?" Sandalwood approached, Maitreya turned around, looked at the person who came and couldn't help but smile: "It turned out to be a Jinding Taoist friend." ”

The gold-topped immortal is dressed in brocade, although it is a Taoist dress, the clothes on his body are shining, and the jewels are inlaid with clothes.

Although he was smiling, Maitreya's attitude was a little distant.

In order to highlight the brilliance of Buddhism, Duobao specially ordered him to set up a dojo at the foot of Lingshan 'Jade True Temple'.

As a true cultivator of the Daomen, he became the gatekeeper of Lingshan.

Such a humiliation, but did not see any dissatisfaction with Jinding, but gladly accepted it, so that he was proud, traveled around the Buddhist path every day, made friends, but also eased the relationship between Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism a lot.

"It's just watching the river pass and being touched. Maitreya and Jinding politely exchanged a few words, then said goodbye and left, Jinding Daxian looked at the horizontal wood in front of him in surprise, and then looked in the direction of Maitreya's departure, frowned slightly, turned around and walked towards the Mahayana Buddhism Leiyin Temple.

......

"Jiaye, where have the people traveling west?" The Daxiong Treasure Hall, sitting on the cloud platform, his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly asked.

Jia Ye, who was standing sideways, pinched his fingers, leaned over and said: "Back to my Buddha, I have already passed Wanwang Mountain, and Wu Zhiqi has also incarnated as a spirit monkey and fought with Sun Wukong to 'inseparable'. ”

Rulai sighed: "Being able to be 'inseparable' from Sun Wukong shows that his control of power has reached a subtle level, but it's a pity that the demon nature is untamable, the demon roots are deeply buried, and he has no choice when he is an outcast in the catastrophe." ”

Sensing that the Golden Peak Great Immortal was walking towards the Treasure Hall, Rulai frowned and said, "How long will they have to be from the Flame Mountain?"

Jiaye was stunned for a moment and replied: "It's about 700 miles, and after surviving this catastrophe, it will take more than a month to arrive." ”

An inexplicable light flashed in Rulai's eyes, and the corners of his mouth smiled, silent.

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Thanks to Hsuenkuang for the tip