Slowly, the monkey could only turn his attention to the scenery up and down the Lingshan Mountain, and the monks who went up and down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

No, I happened to see two monks dressed as monks, passing by the three of them, and the monkey jumped out unexpectedly, intending to jump off the other.

Who knew that the two monks, who only lowered their heads and chanted sutras and chanted Buddha, for the sudden appearance of the monkey, they only thought that they had blocked a stubborn stone in front of them and made a mistake, so they had to bypass Wukong's side.

Where is the monkey willing to give in, he turned around and stopped in front of the two monks, "Hello two, my name is Sun Wukong, I am going to join Buddhism today, and everyone will be the same door in the future, I don't know what to call the two." ”

The two monks continued to speak the scriptures, but they still lowered their heads and took advantage of Wukong's opening to continue chanting the scriptures.

Wukong couldn't help but be a little stunned, and there was an inexplicable chill in his heart, raising his eyes to look at the backs of the monks on the road, only to feel that although these people may have differences in face and body shape, their steps and posture and even their expressions are exactly the same, which is a little too infiltrating.

When I was thinking about it, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a red passing in front of me, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, and when I looked up, I found that it was a monk wearing a red robe.

The monk was originally walking with his head bowed, and suddenly he was dragged by someone and burst out with strength, and there was a great sense of disagreement with the weapon, and the monkey was not surprised when he saw this, he was afraid that others would not react, and he was never afraid that others would react.

He added a little more strength to his hand, so that he would not be freed by the bald donkey in his hand, and looked at the head and face of Zang Hong's robe, and the monk who happened to be wearing Zang Hong's robe also wanted to see who dared to be presumptuous to him on Lingshan.

The two looked at each other and whispered almost at the same time, "It's you!"

There was a stunned look in the monkey's voice, but there was only coldness in the other voice.

"What a demon, he dared to go to Lingshan privately, the poor monk outside the Pure Land of Po Sao underestimated you last time, so he let you pick up a life, today you don't have such luck. ”

I saw that Jiang Liu, the little monk wearing a red robe, shouted, and the string of demon-descending pestles carried on his waist suddenly came to life, circling around Jiang Liu, and the lines on the demon-descending pestle became brighter and brighter, and the aura accumulated on it became heavier and heavier.

Wukong felt the murderous aura coming, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and he said hatefully: " Good you are a thief, even a thief shouted to catch a thief, the last time in the Pure Land of Grandpa, I kindly mentioned you, but you didn't say a word to the black hand, thanks to the grandfather's strong skills did not fall into your plot, a few days ago you were a thief who was bold and reckless to steal into the palace, stealing and stealing the ability but not good, even the butt is not wiped clean, let the family draw a portrait not to say, but also affect your grandfather Sun also suffered with the crime, this time it can be regarded as falling into the hands of your Uncle Sun, see that Grandpa Sun does not give you a lonely crutch to beat your bald head. ”

Neither of them is the one who is reckless in words, and the murderer is beaten even harder with scolding on his lips.

The cold light in the eyes of the little monk Jiang Liu revealed, and the demon-slaying pestle that circled and charged up and down Zhou's body hit Wukong on the opposite side like raindrops.

Wukong was rushing forward, and when he saw the golden demon pestle coming, he shouted, "It's good!" The golden hoop stick in his hand was waved and it was called a splash of water, and he rushed over in a daze while resisting the flying demon pestle.

The last time the river ran the demon pestle to attack Wukong, it was only when I found that a demon pestle was seriously damaged, and after returning to Lingshan, I re-practiced the demon pestle, not to mention the recovery of all the injuries, and the power was even higher.

It's just that he used a spell to pull the demon pestle to find a gap, and was occasionally swept by the golden hoop stick in the monkey's hand, so he temporarily withdrew it and used the Dharma to warm it up and wait until the Buddha light above shone again, and then drove forward to attack again.

Facing the flying demon pestle, Wukong on the opposite side rushed forward, as if he was really blocked by the golden light attached to the demon pestle, and the golden hoop stick in his hand flew up and down and was tired of coping.

Jiang Liu seemed to have the upper hand, but his good-looking brows were wrinkled, and with the bright red and roundness at the center of his eyebrows, it was just like two black clouds holding the red sun, which had a strange beauty.

It is said that the youkai who can block the full force of his demon pestle is no longer weak, but somehow there is a feeling that there is something strange under the hands of the blonde guy opposite.

Just thinking about it, a chill suddenly came out of his spine, Jiang Liu didn't dare to slack off, grabbed a Jiuxi Zen staff with his right hand, held it in his hand, and twisted his body to block the stick that was smashed from behind.

Good guy, it turns out that being trapped by the demon pestle in front is just an illusion to confuse the river, and the other party's true body has come behind him at some point, if it weren't for his own superhuman spiritual sense, this time it almost ruined the other party's plot, with the power of that strange iron rod, I am afraid that it will not be good to fall so suddenly.

In a hurry, he only had time, and he used the Jiuxi Zen staff in his hand to block a few blows from the other party, and in the golden ring on the Jiuxi Zen staff in his hand, Jiang Liu himself was already retreating in embarrassment, and was about to cast a spell to recall the demon pestle.

Suddenly, there were a few ping-pong sounds behind him, and the Buddha light on several demon-slaying pestles flew back to his waist, and at the same time, an arrogant and playful voice came from behind him, "Thief bald!"

Before Monk Jiang Liu could think about it, the red robe on his body had already turned into a golden scroll, supporting him from top to bottom.

The golden rod smashed on the light shield surrounded by the scroll, and only the golden light splashed everywhere, but the scroll did not move.

Jiang Liu withdrew the demon pestle, stood in the light mask of the scriptures and looked up, only to see that the two Wukongs outside were slowly dissolving into one person in front of him, which turned out to be a very rare clone secret method.

The cold light on the eyebrows and eyes became more and more intense, bowing his head and silently reciting the scriptures of the past life, the Sanskrit text on the scrolls on the robe around the body flowed, and the Buddha light on it became more and more dazzling......

But it was said that the monkey and the Jiangliu monk met, and then the two of them fought in the blink of an eye.

When the Red Flame Bodhisattva and Qu Qingyan, who were leading the way in front, found out that something was wrong, the two of them were already fighting back and forth, and they both had murderous intentions.

Seeing this scene, the Red Flame Bodhisattva secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and he didn't care about other things, and his whole person suddenly turned into a flame that swept through the sky, like a meteor between Wukong and Jiangliu.

This wall of flames erected out of thin air finally cut off the murderous aura that was climbing higher and higher between the two.

Jiang Liu naturally recognized the flames, and the scriptures of the past that were being recited silently in his mouth stopped, and the golden Sanskrit words in the sky returned to the scrolls transformed by the robes, turning into tadpole characters with inexplicable meanings.

On the other side, the monkey also sensed the flames, and the qi that locked him dissipated, so he also took the opportunity to put away the golden hoop stick.

It was only then that the flames in the sky retracted and turned into red flames.

Chi Yan reunited his body, ignoring the angry monkey, and first gave a salute to the monk Jiang Liu who was wearing a red robe, "Chi Yan, I have seen Uncle Jiang Liu." ”

Jiang Liu didn't say a word with a cold face, just looked at Wukong behind Chiyan and raised his eyebrows, the meaning couldn't be clearer, he was asking about Wukong's origin.

Chiyan will mean: "Returning to Uncle Jiangliu, this Sun Daoyou and another Qu Daoyou are the family teacher Guanyin who traveled before, and brought back the monks of the Pure Land from outside, and now the assessment of the two has passed, and the family teacher passed my Buddha's will to order Chiyan to take the two to Lingshan to meet my Buddha, and the Moding ordination was officially recorded in my Buddhism. ”

Wukong on the side first saw the red flame inserted between him and Jiang Liu, and he couldn't figure out what this little fire man was doing, but now he saw him talking to another thief bald, and the posture of the thief bald seemed to be much higher than his identity, so that the Red Flame Bodhisattva, who was five people and six people in front of them, had to lean forward to speak, and in connection with the dull weather he saw when he went up the mountain before, all kinds of dissatisfaction suddenly broke out.

It just so happened that Qu Qingyan in front of him also found that something was wrong, and just came to his side, so he simply grabbed Qu Qingyan's hand, and the clouds under his feet gathered and were about to leave, and he didn't forget to mock before leaving, "What should I be in the Pure Land of Western Buddhism, now it seems to be just a thief's den, except for the wood, it is such a thief who can't clean his hands and feet, this can't be broken, sister, let's go!"

Qu Qingyan didn't know what to do, but when Wukong grabbed his hand and saw the appearance of the little monk next to Chiyan, he also looked a little stunned, and then he understood why Wukong called the other party a thief, but after all, he was calmer than the monkey, so he dragged the monkey off the clouds.

That Jiang Liu looked at them coldly, especially when he heard Wukong scolding the thief, he was not annoyed, and even the corners of his mouth were unknown and had a slight arc, "Thief's nest~ Isn't this Lingshan a thief's nest~"

Shaking his head slightly, the scroll flying and circling in the air turned back into a red robe, draped over the outside of Jiang Luming's yellow monk's robe.

Jiang Liu put away the Jiuxi Zen staff and didn't say much to Chiyan, and continued to walk down the mountain step by step, but when he passed by Wukong's side, he paused slightly.

It was also at this time that a voice appeared in Wukong's ears, "My name is Jin Chanzi, as long as you are still in the Pure Land, we will meet again sooner or later, and then we will divide the high and low ......"

The monkey couldn't help but snort, and said, "Grandpa's name is Sun Wukong, you remember it, next time you see Uncle Sun, you have to beg for mercy!"

Saying that, he was a little strange in his heart, just now Chiyan clearly called this person a river, why did he tell his name but it was a golden cicada, could it be that people in this Buddhism still have two names, one is dedicated to dealing with their own people, and the other is specifically to tell the enemy?

At this moment, the monkey suddenly didn't want to leave, at least before separating himself from the golden cicada, he might as well stay in this Pure Land for a while, and his uncle Sun wanted to tear off the mask of the thief's bald hypocrisy with his own hands......