Chapter 176: Avalokiteshvara

The red sun in the sky is still the same, the brilliance with the heat, falling from the nine heavens, although there is a cool mountain breeze blowing from time to time, but Tang Sanzang still feels a little hot, although he has not moved at this time, but his forehead is full of beads of sweat, as for the face that was frightened by the little white dragon before, it has become ruddy at this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Bang la!" A burst of water sounded, and I saw two streamers flying up from the deep stream, and when the streamers stopped, I saw the figures of Liu Boqin and the little white dragon, already standing in front of Tang Sanzang, and Sun Wukong on the side, at this time, the eyes in the eyes fell on the little white dragon's body, and there was still a trace of killing intent, and the evil aura slowly spread.

"Holy monk, this is the white dragon in this mountain stream, he used to be the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, just because he recklessly burned a pearl given by the Jade Emperor and went to the dragon slaying platform. I didn't want to be in the end but Guanyin Bodhisattva in front of the Jade Emperor to protect him, according to the Bodhisattva's instructions in this eagle sorrowful stream waiting for the arrival of the holy monk, knowing that the white horse is the holy monk's mount, he will come to apologize, hoping that the holy monk can forgive him for what he did under the recklessness. Liu Boqin, who had a smile on his face, bowed to Tang Sanzang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and suddenly spoke.

"The kid is reckless, swallows the mount of the holy monk, and hopes that the holy monk will atone for his sins!" At this time, the little white dragon on the side also knew that the mortal person in front of him was the holy monk he had been waiting for, so he immediately bowed and spoke.

"Don't blame yourself!" Tang Sanzang, who knew that there was no danger, stood up, pulled the string of Buddha beads in his hand, and his eyes fell on the little white dragon's body and continued: "My white horse carried the poor monk from Chang'an here, which can be regarded as a high degree of hard work. I don't want to be like this, it's also fate, its fate with the poor monk is over, and the donor doesn't have to blame himself. ā€

"Master!" At this moment, the Monkey King, who was impatient in the past, had never spoken since Liu Boqin and Xiao Bailong appeared, and he didn't want to speak out at this moment: "That West Heavenly Spirit Mountain is 108,000 miles away, and Master, you are just a mortal in the flesh, without the white horse to do the foot power, when will you be able to go to the Buddha Land of that Spirit Mountain and seek the true scriptures." ā€

For Sun Wukong at this moment, Tang Sanzang is a chain that will comfort him, so that he, the lawless Monkey King in the past, has no freedom in the past, and he also hopes that Tang Sanzang can obtain the true scriptures as soon as possible, that is the time for him to be liberated, although he is not much better than at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, but he was forced to be Tang Sanzang's apprentice, and his heart is still unhappy.

"Isn't there a ready-made leg power here? it's many times stronger than Maxima. Sun Wukong's voice fell, and Liu Boqin on the side suddenly laughed and spoke.

As Liu Boqin's voice spit out, everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Liu Boqin's body, and even Sun Wukong's eyes flashed a trace of strangeness, and he opened his mouth and said: "Where is it? Let my old grandson see how good this foot strength is." ā€

"Dragon Prince, that white horse is eaten by you, so you are naturally responsible for the consequences, as for what should be done, I think you have already made a decision in your heart, I don't think I need to come down to teach you!" As he spoke, Liu Boqin's gaze fell on the little white dragon's body, with a slight strange color.

"The disciple sees the master, the west heaven is far away, since the disciple ate the master's foot power, the disciple will do the foot power, and will escort the master to the west heaven spirit mountain. The little white dragon's eyes flashed, without the slightest resentment, but some were helpless, although he was the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, but everything was already a foregone conclusion, how could he change it.

Some of the inheritance of the dragon clan can be said to be a long time, since the beginning of the world, the dragon clan respected by the ancestral dragon was also once the overlord of this side of the world, and hundreds of millions of living beings have knelt down in front of the dragon clan for its trend.

But time is the most ruthless, with a catastrophe, the ancestral dragon of the dragon clan fell, those high-level of the dragon clan also died in this catastrophe, the former overlord officially withdrew from the stage of the overlord, to this day, even like the Monkey King of the Monkey King of the general golden immortal, although there is also the slightest ability to coerce, it is really a change in the world, half a point is not up to people.

Perhaps it should be because of the long inheritance, the dragon people still have a proud heart, if it is not for the little white dragon who has experienced life and death and has walked through the ghost gate, the pride in the heart may still exist.

But at this moment, he already knows the weakness of the dragon clan, and the pride in his heart has disappeared, knowing that this westward journey is an opportunity, and it is also a creation of him, even as Tang Sanzang's foot power, at this time, he has never had the slightest fate, and when he heard Liu Boqin's reminder, he has already knelt down in front of Tang Sanzang.

Kowtowed a few times, and it could be regarded as officially a disciple of Tang Sanzang, and then a dragon chant came out, and then it turned into a loud horse neighing, his figure was wrapped in white mist, turning into a white horse, this horse has four legs and is powerful, and the hooves the size of a bowl mouth, as long as you step on it, the hard mountain stone has turned into powder.

At the same time, on a vast island in the South China Sea, purple jade bamboos sway slowly in the breeze, with a soft rustling sound, this is the dojo of Guanyin Bodhisattva, one of the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism.

In the dojo, a lotus pond is located in a circle of several zhang, remember that the bright red lotus flower is opening in the sun, and under a wide lotus leaf, there is a golden carp the size of a palm, which makes a sound from time to time, opening its mouth and spitting out a string of bubbles.

At this time, a white monk's robe, holding a willow jade bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva sitting on the lotus platform, this lotus platform from time to time the golden lotus platform of the Buddha Gate, but the white color, through the pure Buddha light, has the Zen that can soothe the evil thoughts in the hearts of sentient beings, and there is a kind of selflessness to save sentient beings from suffering.

"Hmm!" At this moment, a pair of Dharma eyes Guanyin Bodhisattva who could see the vast world let out a low groan, and the Buddhist scriptures chanted in his mouth suddenly stopped, and the golden carp listening to the Buddhist scriptures also sank into the lotus pond at this time.

"What the hell happened, the monkey should have come??????" Guanyin Bodhisattva secretly thought in his heart, the slender jade finger quickly pinched at this time, and the divine power was already unleashed without a trace of wind and rain, reflecting everything that happened in the eagle's sorrowful stream in her heart, although the distance was thousands of miles, but there was not the slightest secret in her eyes.

The pinching fingers stopped, and the figure of Liu Boqin flashed in Guanyin Bodhisattva's mind, and he muttered to himself: "Who is this person at this time, there should be no such person on the westward road, is there any accident, this seat still has to find out, if there is an accident on the westward road, it will be too late to regret it." ā€