Outside the Tang Dynasty, 700 miles away from the Two Realms Mountain, there is a secluded place of the fairy mountain, called Futu.

Floating slaughterers, stupas also.

Here the green pines and cypresses, green willows and red peaches. The mountain birds in the forest talk to each other, and the cranes fly together in front of the clouds.

There is a huge tree on the top of the mountain to cover the sky and the sun, similar to a high tower, the heart of the tree is hollow, there are grass nests piled up, a Taoist with a beautiful appearance but white hair sits cross-legged, seems to be asleep and wakes up.

The Buddha wheel behind him is as high as a hundred feet, reflecting thousands of miles, and the soft nature of the 'Buddha will' seems to be ignited by an inexplicable force around him, emitting a scorching white light Buddha flame.

In the past, the spirit beasts who offered peach and flower flowers all retreated, hiding far away at the foot of Futu Mountain, kneeling down and shivering.

'Amitabha. The Buddha's horn sounded, the sound was not loud but enough to make the heavens tremble, the white-haired young man spread out his slender jade fingers, and a pure white feather rose with the wind between his fingers, and passed away, against the mountain breeze and the high platform, floating into the endless void.

'Hongmeng Purple Qi..... Kunpeng Demon Master....' Wuchao muttered, getting up and walking towards the west. 'Niangniang, I'm afraid that Xiao Shi is going to disobey his orders this time. ’

The feathers were as light as floating clouds, but they passed through the endless stratus clouds, and the rolling thunder and wind could not stop them, and where the feathers passed, the heavenly fire avoided the flames and gradually extinguished.

Floating all the way to the chaos, Qingluan, who was flying and frolicking outside the Wa Palace, looked curiously at the flying feathers that came from there, and the figure turned into a girl in a white dress in green clothes and white dresses, and reached out to catch the falling feathers.

The girl held the flying feather in her hand, and her face couldn't help but change, turned around and ran to the garden of the side hall, and said anxiously: "Niangniang, Niangniang." ”

"What's the alarm?" Nuwa put down the jade cup in her hand, looked at the maid who was running quickly with dissatisfaction, and suddenly said: "It turns out that Xiao Shi is here, and I don't know what trouble he has caused again, and he wants me to finish it for him." ”

After the maid trembled and held the flying feather to Nuwa, she lowered her head and did not dare to say anything.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi? nonsense!" Nuwa took the flying feather, checked the information given in it, and then stood up, raised her eyebrows coldly, and said sharply: "Holy Throne, Holy Throne! Who gave him the guts to participate in the battle for the Holy Throne?!Is it those two bald asses in the West? Or am I the last saint?!"

Fortunately, it was not in the desolate world, and the wrath of the saint did not cause a chaotic vision, but the Wa Palace was as quiet as a cicada, falling into an inexplicable dead silence.

After a few gasps, Nuwa suppressed the anger in her heart, and said with a frown: "He is the only remaining bloodline of Emperor Jun and Xihe, and this seat has asked him for the position of Buddha of Buddhism and helped him to be a half-step quasi-saint, what is he not satisfied with?

The girl hesitated for a moment, and said softly with some cringe: "The prince has already set off for Chaobei, do you want the slave to go and chase him back?"

Nuwa exhaled deeply, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, the transparent fragrance of tea permeated the dormitory, making her chaotic heart gradually calm down.

With a long sigh, the anger on Nuwa's face turned into a wry smile, and she shook her head and said: "No need, now he is no longer the prince of the demon clan who was protected by me tens of thousands of years ago, as the Buddha of the Great Day, his words and deeds have his own Buddhism to support him, Maitreya Duobao will definitely not embarrass him too much for the face of the same Buddha." ”

Looking at the vast chaos outside the palace, a look of disappointment flashed in Nuwa's eyes, thinking that after so many years of self-cultivation, Lu Jian could wash away the paranoia in his heart with the magic method of Buddhism, but he didn't want to endure for many years and could not change his temperament, and now a piece of news that he knew was false had destroyed all his state of mind.

The girl said softly: "Niangniang, is Hongmeng Purple Qi really in the hands of the demon master?"

Nuwa snorted coldly and mocked: "If he really captured the Hongmeng Purple Qi back then, how could the other five saints let him go?" Whether this news is true or not, it is not Zhou Bai's ultimate goal, what he wants is just to disturb the flood situation and take the opportunity to restore the sect. ”

Thinking back to the indifferent young man she saw in the Tushi Palace that day, Nuwa felt a trace of regret in her heart, with Zhou Bai's current means, when Taiqing summoned the saints to gather, it was definitely not just for the purpose of lighting the lamp.

I want to come here to have a mystery, but unfortunately I left too early that day, and I am afraid that I missed some very important information.

"Niangniang?" Seeing that Nuwa was a little distracted, the girl called softly, and only then did she wake her up.

"Huh?" Nuwa withdrew her gaze, turned her head to look at the white feathers placed on the table, and sighed softly, "No matter what, the Golden Crow clan must not perish at this time. ”

"Qingluan, take my hydrangea down to earth. Nuwa closed her eyes slightly and said softly.

The girl was stunned when she heard this, and said tentatively: "When will I return?" Since the Nuwa Sage has decided to help Lu Press, after she goes down to earth, will she make a deterrent statement, or will she really let Luanfeng, who has just entered Daluo, intervene in the battle of the quasi-saints?

Nuwa frowned and said, "Watching the battle from the sidelines is, if Xiao Shi is robbed, you will make another move." With that, a picture floated out of his sleeve and landed in front of the girl.

"Bring the Shanhe Society Diagram with you, lest you don't help Xiao Shi, but be killed first. ”

"Wow. The girl leaned over and took the scroll and said in a deep voice, "The slave and maid are going now." ”

"Hmm. Nuwa nodded, suddenly seemed to think of something, and added: "After going down to earth, don't go to Xiao Shi first, wait for the Mahayana Buddhism to leave, and then you will set off." ”

"The slave remembered. The girl slowly retreated, and after leaving the main hall, she turned into a green luan dozens of feet long and flew down the platform outside the hall.

.....

Outside the Leiyin Temple, the joyful Sun Wukong took a few steps forward with a smile, flicked the corpse on the ground with a golden hoop stick, and said with a smile: "Buddha, I heard you say that the red horse monkey knows people, understands yin and yang, and is the best at 'avoiding death and prolonging life', and will not play a trick of cheating death and escaping in front of the Buddha, right?"

The Buddha laughed, waved his hand, and paved a round mirror with a wave of his hand, and appeared in front of the monks.

The picture is extremely gray, with faint bubbles floating, and in the middle of it seems that a person is walking forward.

Sun Wukong pointed to the Xuanguang Mirror suspiciously, and asked, "This is?"

Rulai smiled without saying a word, and his eyes motioned for Sun Wukong to continue to look down.

There was a fluorescent light in the dimness, if this spot of light was not visible like a firefly in normal times, but in this dark and deep submarine ravine, it gave people an inexplicable majestic aura in the looming.

The footsteps gradually stopped, and the man pushed forward with both hands, only to see that the light in front of him was magnificent, and the endless fluorescence was connected together, instantly outlining an endless submarine mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles.

The rocky soil and sand cover the original appearance of the hills, but with Sun Wukong's current cultivation and knowledge, he can naturally see that this boundless mountain range is actually a dragon body!

Sun Wukong's face was shocked, and he couldn't help but take half a step back, and the arhats in the hall also showed surprised looks, their realm was not as good as Sun Wukong, and they could only sigh at the grandeur of the dragon body.

But Sun Wukong was genuinely photographed by the ancestral dragon's qi, and he stood on the spot, unable to move.

As the door opened, the figure in the picture also revealed its original appearance in the brightened temple.

"Ao Moang?" Sun Wukong recognized the identity of the other party at a glance, this person's cultivation was far inferior to him, but he had no effect in such a majestic aura, so it seemed that the corpse buried here should be the ancestor of Moang.

With the memory that Zhou Bai had given him, Sun Wukong had the name of 'Ancestral Dragon' in his mind, because Zhou Bai had never seen Ancestral Dragon itself, so the information was incomplete, only the name and its simple description.

After 10,000 years of death, the remaining corpse is enough to shock Sun Wukong and become unable to move, it seems that the other party is indeed an ancestral dragon.

It's just that why did the Buddha reflect the scene of the Dragon Ancestral Temple, and does this have anything to do with Wu Zhiqi?

Sun Wukong continued to watch, only to see Mo Ang kneeling down with incense, and after leaning over nine times with a reverent expression, he got up and took out two Qiankun bags from his sleeves.

As Moang knelt down and whispered, the Xuanguang in front of the ancestral dragon's position stirred, and the surrounding air rolled into a ball and continued to shrink, until the space was shattered, and a vortex full of destructive aura slowly generated.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but take another half step back, and the Bodhisattvas in the audience also showed a look of awe, I was afraid that if Da Luo Jin Xian fell into the whirlpool, he would have to turn into ashes, not to mention these golden immortals and Xuan Immortals?

In the entire Leiyin Temple, the only one who looked like usual was Duobao Rulai, who was sitting on the cloud platform, and Duobao nodded in admiration, I don't know whether to sigh behind the dragon clan's heritage, or to express curiosity about the ancestral dragon's methods.

As Mo Ang threw the Qiankun bag into the whirlpool, countless spiritual treasures scattered out of the shattered Qiankun bag, but before they could fly out, they were swept into ashes by the more powerful suction force in the vortex.

In the blink of an eye, the two Qiankun bags had been lost, and when Mo Ang was about to leave, he suddenly stopped, his fingers were shining, and a drop-shaped charm appeared in the palm of his hand.

With a hesitant look on his face, Moang seemed to be struggling with something, closed his eyes slightly, and inhaled the aura that overflowed around the jade into his abdomen, Moang gritted his teeth and threw the charm into the vortex.

Just when Sun Wukong wanted to ask Duobao why he wanted him to watch this scene, he only heard an angry roar through the Xuanguang Mirror and recalled it in the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall.

How familiar the sound is!

Sun Wukong's complexion changed, and he saw the vortex circulating in the mirror, and the originally transparent droplet jade turned into the phantom of Wu Zhiqi, while glaring at Moang angrily, he tried his best to break free from the attraction of the vortex.

The scene in front of him also made Mo Ang startled, and took a few steps back, Mo Ang forcibly resisted the fear of running away, knelt sideways at the dragon corpse that passed through the temple three times, and bowed his head to silently recite the mysterious sermon.

The suction power is getting bigger and bigger, and Wu Zhiqi is becoming more and more annoyed and angry, but how can he block the secret method left by the ancient dragon ancestor with all his strength without any effort from the golden immortal?

In less than a moment, the vortex in front of the platoon had disappeared without a trace, and after a few breaths of gasp from the ground, Moang struggled to get up and left the temple, the door closed, and the Xuanguang mirror shattered.

Duobao smiled: "The death has come, and the vitality is cut off. Wukong, you can rest assured now. ”

Looking at the stiffened corpse of Wu Zhiqi beside him, Sun Wukong's original joy had turned into a chill to the bone, and he had already known that the westward catastrophe was arranged for Buddhism, and his question was just testing the bottom line of Buddhism.

And Rulai's methods made him feel unusually afraid, so unscrupulous, so ruthless, is this kind of Buddhism really the Buddha that Tang Sanzang wants to seek?

Sun Wukong smiled wryly, put the golden hoop stick into his ear, stepped on an auspicious cloud and flew away from Leiyin Temple, without saying goodbye or looking back, now he just wants to escape from here quickly.

"Buddha. Jiaye bowed, folded his hands and said: "The Buddha has also set off for Chaobei, and he will arrive in less than a month." ”

Duobao Rulai smiled and said: "The encirclement and suppression of ancient demons is the first cooperation between my Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism. ”

Hearing this, Ka Ye leaned over and said, "Obey the Buddha's will." ”

Kasaba didn't ask when Nyorai was going, and as a Venerable One, he couldn't ask about it, and he didn't need to ask it.

As early as a month ago, Kasa had heard the meaning of the Buddha's words, and it was only when the people traveling west went to the Flaming Mountain that it was the time for him to leave.

Seven hundred miles of Flame Mountain, the current cultivation of the golden cicada alone is completely unpassable, and at that time, it will still have to follow the established plan of the Buddha Gate to involve the Iron Fan Princess and the Bull Demon King in the game.

At that time, if Zhou Bai moves, Kui Niu will be robbed, and if Zhou Bai does not move, he will miss the Kunpeng incident.

This conspiracy was originally prepared by the two sages of the West for Duobao Rulai, but now it has become a springboard for him to avoid calculations.

The west out of the letter Guguan, Duobao into Buddhism to establish Mahayana Buddhism, but never really and the sect to go to the opposite, in the westward catastrophe he rarely shot, this Buddhism people more or less will produce some bad speculation.

Even if the two saints of the Western religion have never said anything, they are actually waiting for Duobao to really cut off the front edge and accept a nomination worthy of the recognition of the two religions of Buddhism.

Kui Niu, who was once the mount of the Tongtian Sage, is the best choice!

Xiniu Hezhou is vast, during which the mountains and wild forests are full of ghosts and demons, and the place with the most demons is the land of northern Xinjiang, 100,000 mountains!

Zhou Bai Hongyu came from the wind, and went straight from the periphery of the mountain for more than 3,000 miles before reaching the outside of Jilei Mountain.

Rooted in the Yellow Spring.

There are three veins in the mountains, and there are four seasons between the mountains, Zhou Bai Hongyu did not visit from the bottom of the mountain, but fell outside the high platform of the main peak, and walked towards the Kui Niu who ushered in quickly.

"Brother Zhou Bai and Senior Sister Hongyu, you are here. Kui Niu was happy, and after greeting the two, he grabbed Zhou Bai's shoulders and laughed: "You should be called a senior brother now, right? ”

Since seeing Kui Niu, the smile on Hongyu's face has been retracted, her expression is cold and indifferent, and a faint look of dissatisfaction has been revealed from her sight.

Years of wandering have already made Kui Niu's face invulnerable, as if ignoring Zhou Bai's shoulders, and pushing him towards the cave mansion more and more enthusiastically.

Approaching the door of the cave, a fresh breeze floated out of the cave, without the smell of three hundred years ago, Zhou Bai only felt fragrant, faintly smelling of fox fairy, his expression moved, Zhou Bai was suddenly surprised.

looked at Kui Niu with a smile and shook his head silently.