However, it is said that Wukong and Jin Chanzi traveled to Xiniu Hezhou, at least nominally to promote Buddhism and promote Western Buddhist teachings. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For those who have joined Buddhism, the two of them should send warmth and care on behalf of Western Buddhism, so that these good men and women will have a stronger belief in Buddhism.

But not to mention the damage to Western Buddhism caused by the monkey's jokes before, just talking about his broken mouth has the miraculous effect of making the trip twice as effective.

When the golden cicada fooled others, the monkey dismantled the tower on the side, and in front of the believers, the monkey dared to call the name of the Great Ri Rulai, and there was no respect in his tone.

Those people who were originally wavering, the monks who saw the monkey like this, the reverence for Buddhism in their hearts before collapsed, not to mention that it collapsed, but it was also greatly discounted.

When these things were reported back to Lingshan, the Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple, which used to look like a stagnant altar, actually let the monkey, a stinky stone in the pit, smash a big storm for Shengsheng.

If it weren't for the fact that the Lord of Buddhism, Da Ri Rulai, for some reason, turned a big thing into a small matter, I am afraid that whether the monkey can stay in the Pure Land at this time is two words, and most likely he will be deprived of the Buddha seal and driven out of the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom to calm the anger of the people.

So, when Qu Qingyan, who joined the Buddha Kingdom together, was crowned a Bodhisattva, and several other monks who joined at the same time had their own functions, the monkey was still the nameless practitioner.

Fortunately, Wukong has no interest in what Arhats, Bodhisattvas, True Buddhas and other titles at all, and helped a group of Bodhisattvas and True Buddhas to catch pets and find mounts before, and also accumulated a little affection.

Compared with the downfall of the monkey, the golden cicada who can barely be regarded as committing the crime together is much better, the little monk is a reincarnated spirit child, and the foundation of cultivation in his previous life is there.

When I first met with the monkey, Xiu Wei overpowered the monkey, and then Tongtianhe and his party were still like this, until now the two have known each other for several years, and they have fought many times, and they can always beat a little bit better than throwing away, and they have always crushed the monkey to death.

Nowadays, the cultivation of the golden cicada, between the sixth level of the heavenly general and the seventh level of the heavenly general, is not much higher than the cultivation of the monkey's Zhenlei Palace on the surface, and the difference between the two in the actual fight can be calculated by a millimeter.

This may also be the reason why the monkey always wants to fight with the golden cicada when he has nothing to do, and it is not a very pleasant thing to change who meets someone who is always better than himself.

Because the monkey is nominally the guard of the golden cicada, the things that the monkey did that damaged the reputation of Buddhism, the golden cicada did not directly participate in it, and the pile of black cauldron smashed down, the little monk's monk's robe fluttering was not stained with black ash at all.

Not long ago, he was crowned as a Bodhisattva with Qu Qingyan, and the monkey was not interested in the Bodhisattva's titles, but he was angry about the golden cicada being sealed, and in his cognition, those Lingshan blamed him for his crimes, and the little monk didn't miss anything.

The gold ingots that the hair has turned into are yes monkeys and monkey flowers, but the treasures exchanged for those fake ingots have never been vague when the little monk put his mouth down.

There are also those robbers and thieves who were killed by monkey sticks, yes, Uncle Sun killed them, but I clearly remember a few times, it was obviously the thief bald golden cicada who pointed out the thief's nest to him, why is the sin thrown on Uncle Sun's head now.

Regarding the monkey's questioning, Jin Chanzi was noncommittal, and the monkey wanted to reason with his fists in anger, but he was still suppressed by the monk with a small amount of skill.

The deceased is reluctant to give up day and night~

On this day, in the wasteland outside the Pure Land, a group of purple-skinned demon wolves were wandering aimlessly, and suddenly one of the extraordinarily tall demon wolves had a nose twitching.

Followed by the hideous head raised high, let out a sharp roar "Woo~~~"

The entire wolf pack seemed to be awakened by this sound, and one by one, the demon wolves, who were half listless a moment ago, had a blood-colored fierce light in their eyes, and under the leadership of the demon wolf who made the sound, they rushed all the way to the east.

The strong smell of blood there was like an invisible little hand in the wind, stirring the hearts of these purple-skinned demons......

More than ten miles to the east, there are unexpectedly new guests on the gray desert today.

The melodious camel bells spread far away in the direction of the wind, and it was a huge caravan numbering in the hundreds, and in the middle of the caravan were several huge carriages.

The ruts left by the carriage were very deep, and from time to time they would sink into the ground, on the one hand, because of the softness of the desert soil, and on the other hand, you could see that the contents of the carriage were really heavy.

Oh no, it may be a bit inappropriate to say that it was a caravan, for though the carriages were stacked with a great deal of priceless treasures, the personal purpose of the carriages did not seem to be to be a business, and the ornate and exaggerated ornamentation of the carriages, together with the fine timber used in the carriages themselves, made them more fitting than means of transportation than of ingenious gift boxes.

In the center of the caravan, in addition to these ornate carriages, there was also an unremarkable carriage with several masked men wearing scarves on their heads.

Judging from the outline, it can be vaguely seen that they are all men, and the slightly rickety figure silently tells the age of these men.

Sure enough, one of the masked people may not be able to adapt to the hot and dry climate of this desert, and frequently lifted the face towel to block the wind and sand, and repeatedly brought a bag of water to his mouth, and at the same time, he inevitably showed two gray beards at the corners of his mouth.

Around the carriages were hundreds of young riders, all of whom were of ordinary sturdiness, with yellow scarves on their heads and scimitars pinned to their waists, and their naked tops exuding the smell of being unapproachable, but some of them were wearing bandages, which were originally white, but now they were completely brown, and there were faint signs of blood.

At the head of the procession were dozens of knights in sharp armor, each of them clearly skilled in arching horses, most of them riding the horses under their crotches with their legs in between, one holding a spear in each hand, and the other on a large shield on the side of the horse's neck at any given moment.

The leader of the knights was a burly man wearing golden armor and a golden-winged helmet with a resolute face and a tall figure.

The man rode a sweaty horse, the scimitar at his waist was inlaid with gold and jade, the jade and gold reflected the sunlight in the sky, exuding dazzling brilliance, and at the same time, the man's eyes also flashed with wisdom.

This person's name is Ashina Falcon, who was originally the chief of the guards of the Bhikshu King's Palace, but suddenly disappeared from the Bhikshu King's Palace more than half a year ago, but he didn't expect to appear in the wasteland outside the Bhasa Pure Land.

Perhaps only Ashina Falcon understood the mission he was shouldering on this trip, and he was secretly summoned by the king of the bhikshu kingdom more than half a year ago, and gave him a very difficult mission.

It is said that this mission has been promulgated by many royal palaces, but no kingdom has ever really fulfilled it, but even so, Ashina Falcon still took over this task from the king without hesitation.

On the one hand, it is out of absolute loyalty to the king of the country, and on the other hand, it is also Ashina Falcon's trust in himself, and if others can't do it, it doesn't mean that he Ashina Falcon can't do it.

The king of the bhikshu kingdom once called the Ashina falcon the eagle of the bhikshu kingdom, and now this eagle is about to spread its wings for his king.

Ashina Falcon turned his head slightly, glancing at the several carriages in the middle of the line, as well as the hundreds of warriors behind him.

The armor warriors were all the guards of the bhikshu king's palace, and they were also the original subordinates of Ashina Falcon, and the number of these armorers was two hundred when they left the bhikshu kingdom, but now there are only a few dozen left.

Half of these vanished armorers died in the battle with horse thieves who appeared like gadflies along the way, but most of them died under the scorching sun.

In addition to these cronies, this horse team also mobilized the most elite scimitar knights of the three hundred bhikshu countries.

Ashina licked her chapped lips and looked up at the far west, where the ancient legend says that there is a paradise made of gold, as long as you get there......

"No, I will definitely go there!" Ashina Falcon said secretly in his heart, "Ashina Falcon will never live up to the king's trust, let alone let the glorious Ashina surname be disgraced." ”

The legs lightly clamped the horse's belly, and the sweaty BMW under the crotch accelerated the pace, driving the entire horse team to move faster by half a minute......

Suddenly, several rangers who walked in the front sent back warnings, Ashina Falcon clenched his horse, the armor behind him immediately set up a big shield, and those scimitar cavalry also drew their scimitars at the same time and held them in front of their chests, ready to meet and fight again at any time.

At this time, the Ranger who had previously used the Eagle Sentry to warn appeared in Ashina's field of vision, and there seemed to be several purple shadows behind this Ranger......

After a bowl of tea, the seemingly majestic horse team that was once full of swords and halberds has now turned into a sea of blood, and a few small groups of wandering purple-skinned demon wolves are enjoying their delicious meal.

Ashina Falcon, the former head of the palace guard of the Bhikshu Kingdom and known as the Eagle of the Bhikshu Kingdom, now has one arm broken, and he is covered in blood and looks at the hellish scene in front of him.

Those purple-skinned monsters were simply legendary demons, not only invulnerable but also tirelessly coming and going, Ashina Falcon witnessed his proud heavy shield armor, unable to resist even a moment in front of these demonic minions.

The earth shook, and when Ashina Falcon vaguely saw the purple waves rolling in the sky, he couldn't help but think of another old saying: "Anyone who tries to touch the realm of the gods in vain will be wiped out......"

Dozens of miles away from this Shura-like scene, there was a green cloud and a water cloud skimming the sky, and the existence on the green cloud seemed to glance in this direction without the slightest intention of flying closer, and the existence on the water cloud had already flown to the seemingly endless west......