Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 859: The Threshold We Must Cross

When her jade hand was about to touch the blood, a strange scene happened.

The blood, as if being manipulated by someone, rushed to her right hand, forming a mysterious rune mark on the tiger's mouth.

Qingxia frowned, stretched out her left hand, gently brushed her fingers across the mysterious rune mark, and whispered: "What is this? A temporary westbound permit, or a kind of prohibition, which stipulates that I have to do what I say? "

Vegett said: "Whatever it is, congratulations, now you can get what you want. With the support of Sanzang, Buddhism will not come to trouble you again..."

During the conversation, the night darkened, and everyone stayed in the inn without mentioning it.

The next morning, as the sky was just getting bright, Vegett opened the door and walked into the quaint and elegant courtyard. He was surprised to find that Zixia was actually earlier than him. At this time, she was sitting cross-legged in the air, vomiting the sun's energy in the morning.

It is almost visible to the naked eye that a faint golden glow fell from the distant sun and gathered on her as if she was covered with a layer of gold gauze.

At this moment, she is shining brightly.

Vegett squinted his eyes slightly, quietly admiring the beauty.

After a long time, Tianpeng and others walked out of the house one after another, and Son Goku, standing under the eaves, whispered: "Beget, it's time to go."

Time was long and months passed, and the people on the west side rushed all the way, and gradually came to the front of the capital city of Jisai country.

This city is the city of Shenzhou, Tianfu Yaojing, and the original work once praised it in long and short sentences:

The wine shop is singing loudly, and the flower house is full of joy. The Changchun tree outside the Weiyang Palace promises the morning sun and the phoenix.

The crowd followed the crowd and entered the city. When they were on their way, they suddenly saw dozens of bald monks, in ragged clothes and shackles, holding a bowl of dark winter in their hands, begging along the street with miserable and colorful faces.

In the bustling capital, it is very conspicuous and even out of place.

"Hey that monk, what kind of king's law did you commit that you actually want to put on shackles and locks?"

Zixia is a kindhearted person, even if she doesn't want to see Buddhism, she can't help but ask out loud to grasp the cause and effect.

The monks raised their eyes and looked at the pedestrian.

But I saw that they were carrying their swords with their soldiers, with extraordinary tolerance, they couldn't help but say: "Dare to ask everyone, are you immortals?"

Vegett said: "How about a fairy, what about not a fairy?"

"If you are immortals, we can still beg you to help me get out of the sea of ​​suffering. If you are not immortals, save this time so as not to embarrass both sides." The group of monks replied.

Vegeta knew that in the original book, the difficulty of sacrificing the country was originally a calculation by Buddhism.

The relics on the pagoda are bait, and they have fished out the family of the Ten Thousand Dragon Kings on the Rocky Mountain.

With the help of Son Goku, Zhu Bajie, and Erlang Shen, he wiped out the rocky mountains that he did not want to convert, killed the Ten Thousand Dragon King and the Ten Thousand Princesses, and completed the killing.

Only the Nine Dragons Worm, who had great magical powers and joined forces with the three enemies, escaped from the heavens.

Although I don’t know what story this difficulty will be staged in reality, according to the effect of different time and space, Xitian’s identity as a layout maker should not change, and the general story frame should not change...

If this is the case, then these monks are afraid to talk about the pagoda of the Buddhist temple.

"Don't worry, there is no mortal here."

In response to the hopeful gaze of the monks, Zixia said solemnly.

The monks looked at each other, looked around, and said to Zixia: "This is not a place to speak, please come with me, all the immortals."

Right now, the people on the west side followed the monks out of the imperial capital, came to a high mountain ten miles outside the city, and walked into a temple halfway up the mountain.

I saw that the palaces here are simple and elegant, the houses are scattered, the ancient ding incense burners are everywhere, and the buildings are far better than ordinary Buddhist temples.

It's just that although the architecture here is good, it doesn't have any popularity. The incense lamp is cold, the candle is burned, the spider web is reborn, and it is desolate and quiet.

When they came to a great hall, the group of monks stopped suddenly, turned their heads together, knelt to the ground in front of the people walking westward, and said in pain: "Please be merciful to the elders of the immortals, clean up the messy monsters, and rescue my Jinguang Temple for a hundred years."

A messy monster?

Vegett moved in his heart and asked, "Now, let's talk about it, why did you end up in this way?"

The group of monks turned their eyes, pointed their fingers at the magnificent pagoda behind the Daxiong Hall, and babbled: "This golden pagoda in the Jinguang Temple can rise auspicious clouds, shine a glow, and invite the four nations to congratulate."

"Only three years ago, in the middle of the night, there was a sudden pouring of blood in the sky, and the boundless demon followed the rain of blood into the tower and occupied the pagoda."

"Since then, the auspiciousness of the pagoda has disappeared, and the blood is hazy all day long, and there is a vague roar of demons coming from it, which is called ominous."

"Because the auspiciousness of the pagoda has dissipated, the four states no longer come to congratulate. The fainted monarch in that hall does not think about the four states' faults, but believes that we did not guard the pagoda properly, and ordered me to wait for the solution."

"By the king's order, the monks in the Jinguang Temple entered the tower one after another, but they never came out after they entered."

"So, the unhappy monarch is still dissatisfied, and when the elite soldiers he dispatched also folded in the tower, he vented his anger on us."

"Nearly ten thousand monks have been assigned into slavery status, tied to chains, and ordered us to live by begging."

"Two or three years have passed, and countless monks have fled, returned to the vulgar, and committed suicide... Now, there are only a hundred people who are willing to stay in the Jinguang Temple."

"Beget, although this matter is said to be innocent, but the demons are raging, we can't stand by."

The heart of Sanzang suddenly sounded in Bejit’s ears, saying: "What's more, when I was out of Chang'an, I made a vow in Famen Temple to burn incense at the temple, worship the Buddha in the temple, and see the pagoda and sweep the pagoda. The Golden Pagoda, now occupied by demons, is about to be cleaned up."

"It's just that I haven't recovered my body now, and I can't even hold a broom. I can only ask you to help. I hope you don't postpone it and abandon the hundreds of monks."

Vegett didn't care about the life and death of these hundred or ten monks, but he always felt that he owed too much to Sanzang, and he could not say no to his begging request.

With a slight sigh, Vegett raised his eyes and said, "Everyone, it's hard to hide. Let's go to the Golden Pagoda."

Different from the original work, the golden pagoda here has seven floors and is more than ten feet high.

It was the glazed urn that was shining with Jinhui, but now it has turned into a glamorous dark red.

A faint mist of blood constantly leaked from the half-open window, hazy the blood enveloping the entire tower.

"This tower gives me a bad feeling. Are we really going to go in?"

When everyone stood in front of the tower, the canopy asked seriously.

Vegett said: "I can't hide, who made San Zang swear to meet Tasuo Tower? This is the catastrophe on the westbound road, and the threshold we must cross..."

As he said, he reached out and pushed towards the huge gate covered with blood red patterns. *

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