"The master doesn't follow the decree of Rulai, isn't he afraid that Lingshan will come to take you?" Su was silent for a long time, and asked in a sigh, to say that in this desolate power, the most awe-inspiring thing for Su Lu is not the saints of Sanqing, but the Buddha, this guy slap Sun Wukong's domineering behavior of suppressing Sun Wukong during the Journey to the West has really affected too many people in later generations, so that when crossing through the former Su Lu browsing the post bar, I often see a group of idle and boring people arguing about who is the strongest in the Journey to the West, no matter what the outcome of the argument is, the Buddha is always among the strongest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even in this desolate world, the power of the Buddha can not be calculated, Su Lu in the hundreds of years of hearsay, the desolate beings all list this Buddha as one of the most powerful existences, that is, the Bixiao Fairy who is very hated by Buddhism to the bone When mentioning the Buddha, he also had a complicated face, saying that the people in the sect, except for the master of the Tongtian Sect, no one can walk a few rounds under the hands of the Buddha.

Su Lu even has reason to suspect that this living Buddha cultivator who is in charge of Buddhism has reached the realm of saints, stepped into the flood famine, and after hundreds of long years, he doesn't believe that there are only a few saints in the entire flood famine, such as Sanqing, the two saints of the West and Nuwa.

This golden cicada dared to openly resist the decree of the Buddha, just a little, Su Lu was going to give him a thumbs up, not everyone has the courage to cut off the past, for the sake of the obsession in his heart, he regarded the future as dung, smiled slightly, and said that he would abandon it, this golden cicada is the second disciple of the Buddha, and the future of the protégé of the Son of Heaven since ancient times is bright.

Jin Chanzi smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, of course the poor monk is not afraid, speaking of which, it is the credit of the donor." ”

Su Lu also smiled slightly when he heard this, he already knew what the golden cicada said, since he survived the catastrophe of the Heavenly Dao, this desolate heavenly machine has become a mess, and the innate divine calculations of the great powers have failed, Lingshan wants to find the frequented golden cicada in the huge Beiju Luzhou, it is indeed difficult, but, can things really be as beautiful as the golden cicada imagined?

"Didn't the master ask me how I found you?" Su Lu said with a smile.

Jin Chanzi patted his bare head and smiled indifferently: "Please also ask the donor to tell me clearly." ”

"Oh..."Su Lu was slightly suffocated when he heard this, this guy's heart is too wide, right?

"When I entered Beiju Luzhou, I met a sound-transmitting Arhat, searched his soul, and learned the general location of the master. ”

Hearing this, Jin Chanzi's face was sad, his hands were folded, and after choosing a Buddha name, he called his sins and sins.

Su Lu said curiously: "Could it be that the master is merciful, grieving for the sound of the Arhat, blaming the little demon for being too ruthless?"

Jin Chanzi shook his head and said slowly: "No, no, no." The poor monk is grieving for himself. ”

"Oh, why is that?" Su Lu was interested.

Jin Chanzi sighed and said: "After the poor monk made a grand wish to magnify Buddhism, he built a pure land between these mountains, and recruited aspiring monks to preach Buddhism here and save the suffering. The Pure Land here is hidden and difficult to find, and the Lingshan Demon Clan also knows no trace, and now the location of the poor monk's activities is mastered by the Lingshan, and it can be inferred that there must be a spy in the Pure Land, and the poor monk knows the person unknown, and the dangerous Pure Land suffers, so it is sad. ”

Su Lu pouted when he heard this: "What's the matter, after you go back, find out the spies, cut them with a knife, and then re-establish the Pure Land." ”

When Jin Chanzi heard this, he chose the Buddha's name and said: "The Buddhist scriptures say, one sand and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, every living being is the aggregate of hundreds of millions of lives, how can you kill at will?"

"And what are you going to do?"

Jin Chanzi said solemnly: "Find out the spies, cut them with a knife, and then go elsewhere to re-establish the Pure Land." ”

Su Lu almost stumbled when he heard this, what the hell is the difference between this and what he said!

After he was hacked to death, the poor monk would personally recite the scriptures for him, and the benefactor forgot about this verse. Jin Chanzi added emphatically.

"Okay, okay, you can do whatever you like, anyway, it has nothing to do with me, master, let's leave it at that. Su Lu hurriedly waved his hand and said, and after finishing speaking, he immediately prepared to rise in the clouds and go to Beihai, Xiangliu was still waiting to sweep his father's tomb.

"Wait!" As soon as Su Lu's left foot was lifted out, the cry of the golden cicada came, and Su Lu turned around suspiciously: "What else is the matter with the master? Don't worry, I won't tell the Buddha about your whereabouts." ”

Jin Chanzi smiled ghostly and said, "Master Su, you don't think that the poor monk is talking nonsense when he tells you so much, right?"

"What do you want?" Su Lu was very vigilant, the power of the two laws of water and fire in his palms was quietly condensed, and the nine turns of Xuangong in his body were silent, and the strength revealed on the name of this golden cicada was just an ordinary heavenly level, and this cultivation would naturally not be put in Su Lu's eyes, but he was once the second disciple of Rulai, and it would not make sense if he didn't have some life-saving magical powers on his body.

Jin Chanzi smiled lightly: "Master Su, don't be nervous, the poor monk has no malicious intent. ”

Su Lu sneered when he heard this: "There is no malice, do you still want to pull me into the gang?"

Jin Chanzi's expression was extremely surprised when he heard this, Su Lu rolled his eyes, this guy wouldn't really fight this idea, right?

That's what the poor monk meant. ”

Su Lu said angrily: "Please, my Golden Cicada Master, you are a member of the Buddhist Sect, I am a demon clan, why should I help you deal with the demon clan together? Besides, we are not very familiar with each other, right?

"Lingshan Chubby?" the second monk of the golden cicada was puzzled.

Su Lu knew that he was speechless, and then thought about it again, this golden cicada had already deviated from Lingshan, probably wouldn't care about the nickname he gave to the Buddha, right?

"Don't you even know that Lingshan Xiaopang? This is the nickname given to the Buddha by the people of the Honghuang, this nickname has already spread all over the Honghuang, and it was first called by the Tongtian Sect Master at the beginning. Su Lu talked nonsense seriously, and easily pulled the Tongtian Sect Master into the water as an endorsement, the current flood is like this, as long as anything is involved with the saint, everyone believes in the.

"Oh, it turns out that the Buddha still has this nickname, Lingshan Xiaopan?" Jin Chanzi had a suddenly enlightened expression, and after chewing these four words carefully, he finally showed a smile on his face, but after all, Jin Chanzi is a highly enlightened person who has cultivated Buddha, and after a short gaffe, he controlled his emotions, and then he felt that something was wrong, although he deviated from the Rulai this time, but after all, the Buddha was his teacher, and it was common sense to arrange the teacher behind him?

Jin Chanzi stabilized his mind, and after secretly screaming two sins, he said: "The donor's words are wrong, although the Su Shizhu is a demon clan, but the demon clan and the demon clan are also different, how can the demon clan of Su Shizhu be similar to the demon clan under the command of the five demon ancestors? You and I join forces, the poor monk restores the faith of Buddhism here, and the donor gathers the power of the demon clan and revives the demon clan, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone? Could it be that the donor can't bear to watch the demon clan sink and finally completely disappear in the wilderness? Under the nest, there is no need for the poor monk to say more about the truth of the eggs, right?

Moreover, although the poor monk is not familiar with the donor, there are people who are very familiar with the donor, and that person is leading a group of demon clans who are gathering the forces of the five demon ancestors in Beiju Luzhou, and are ready to take advantage of the opportunity of the five demon ancestors to retreat and recuperate, and revitalize the demon clan!"

There is a demon clan who is very familiar with me, is it the Bull Demon King? This guy has arrived in Beiju Luzhou? He even got together with the golden cicada, "The demon clan you said is very familiar with me can't be the Bull Demon King, right? Where is he?" Su Lu asked tentatively.

How do you know that the golden cicada shook his head and said: "No, no, no, the Bull Demon King has a lot of rivalry with my Buddhism, and his temperament is fierce, how can he cooperate with the poor monk? ”

"Oh, who?" Su Lu searched his stomach and didn't remember which demon clan he had joined the Buddhist sect to be familiar with, so he had to ask Jin Chanzi.

The golden cicada said: "That person is the King of the Golden Winged Dapeng!"

Su Lu rolled his eyes when he heard this, he didn't remember that this uncle of the Buddha came after thinking about it for a long time, and said, didn't he invite him to eat human flesh in Xuanyuan City?