Fantasy World Transmigration

"Hey!" Wukong sighed, "I don't know what kind of murderer he is, who can make the four great Vajras die, but the eleventh day dare not turn around and talk, and the two great guardian Bodhisattvas fell to death in front of the door, and the eighteen arhats were beaten to death by him. There were seven of them, and only one arhat subdued the tiger, who disappeared without a trace, making it difficult for people to know the inside story. Taiyin Yuanjun also told me that six great Bodhisattvas and five hundred arhats died before him."

"It's really a monster of the world, it's about to level the Lingshan Mountain!"

The Buddha's body is bleeding, and the Arhat is in trouble. I don't know how many evils and ominous things have happened in this Leiyin Temple. It means that Wukong is very capable, so he can come and go freely without being trapped. He continued to move forward, and sure enough, he soon saw five hundred arhats sitting cross-legged outside the door of the Great Hero Hall, looking like they were about to kill each other.

All the golden bodies are broken, and I don't know where the soul returns.

Sure enough, there were still the bodies of the six great Bodhisattvas in front of them. They were all easily killed by others, and they had no power to fight back. Wukong walked all the way, Wei Tuo Bodhisattva and Jialan Bodhisattva died outside the mountain gate, and the eighteen arhats died at the second gate. Outside, the Four Great Vajras fell outside the mountain gate, and the Eleventh King died not far from them. Now that they are outside the Great Hall of Great Heroes, they met five hundred Arhats.

The body of Bodhisattva Xukongzang flung itself on the steps of the Daxiong Palace, which was half outside the door and half inside the door. It was like a Daleiyin Temple. There, there were one floor and one section, one hall after another, until the Daxiong Hall. It was the place where the Tathagata Buddha was sitting. Wukong looked into the hall and actually saw the figure of the Tathagata Buddha.

Immediately, he took a deep breath and said to himself, "That guy... Could it be that even Tathagata killed the old man?"

In the Daxiong Hall, it can be said that there is a dead body at ten steps. They are the venerables, upas, benefactors, and guardians of the Western Lingshan Mountain. Those saints and Buddhas are far away, but there are traces of fighting and killing in this hall. The marks of swords and guns on the body are somewhat similar to the eighteen Jialan guardians who were hacked to death by random knives.

"It must be that person who broke in all the way, and the holy Buddhas of Lingshan resisted layer by layer, so those powerful Arhat Bodhisattvas died in the front, so that these third-rate miscellaneous soldiers hid behind, and then those powerful Arhat Bodhisattvas died for a long time. Clean, when the murderer came here, he didn't even look at these scumbags, he went straight up to see the old man Tathagata, and those people behind him killed the venerable upa here. "

Wukong sighed and went straight to the lotus seat where the Tathagata sat.

There is a palpitating and terrifying aura in Tathagata's body, immeasurably majestic, extremely majestic, and his hair is lifelike. I saw the smile on the corner of the Buddha's mouth, and Wukong looked at it from head to toe, and then he was sure that the murderer who stepped down the Lingshan Mountain was actually It didn't hurt the Tathagata's Dharma body, if it wasn't for being in the Great Hall of Great Heroes, it was like an Asura killing field, who would be sure that the Tathagata Buddha had passed away?

Even so, Wukong was still not sure. After watching for a long time, he suddenly made a grimace. Seeing that the Tathagata Dharma Body did not respond, he said embarrassingly: "Could it be that this old Tathagata is really nirvana and nirvana. Going to resist the Brahma? Or else his disciples and grandchildren on Lingshan were massacred, and they didn't open their eyes to see?"

"But the reactions of the Four Heavenly Kings and the Eleven Day Yaos are too weird!"

"Besides, the murderer came all the way without blinking an eye, and he didn't move at all against the Tathagata Dharma Body. There must be a ghost among them!" Wukong said.

He walked to the back of the Tathagata Dharma Body, untied his trousers quietly, and was about to take a bath. The vellus hair clone left in front saw the smile on the face of the Tathagata Dharma Body gradually disappear. Wukong quickly put on his belt, jumped down and said: " Sure enough, there is a ghost... old man Tathagata, don't be kidding me!"

"Tell me... what the hell happened on this spiritual mountain?"

"My old grandson was sent by the Jade Emperor to investigate a fact..." Wukong raised his stick and asked.

As soon as the name of the Jade Emperor was taken out, he saw that Tathagata Dharmakaya's gestures changed. The handprints that were originally formed on his chest suddenly pointed to the right. Wukong looked over and saw that the Sutra Pavilion was on the right. He said confusedly: " Tathagata Buddha, what riddles are you playing with me? If there is anything,

You just tell me it's... whatever, whatever! I'll go and have a look. "

Going straight to the scripture storage pavilion, I saw the sweeping warriors in the scripture pavilion. Countless venerables in the pavilion were killed. There are countless scriptures in the pavilion, either carved on stone tablets, or books and leaves, with silk copies. Paper books, even Wukong saw bamboo slips, there are probably hundreds of millions of books in such a large library.

Wukong was overjoyed when he saw it, he didn't even bother to track down the murderer, he kept shouting: "Good fortune, good fortune. The murderer who stepped down Lingshan didn't see what he took, but he left countless benefits for the old grandson." The Great Leiyin Temple has collected scriptures for hundreds of millions of years, thousands of kalpas, and has already accumulated countless. My old grandson loves reading books, which is really a great fortune!"

Immediately rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, and taking away all the books in the Sanzang. It was afraid that the wind would blow up and damage the fragile scriptures, so it only pulled out hundreds of hairs, separated itself, and filled the scripture cabinet with hundreds of millions of scriptures. into the sleeve.

This Sutra Pavilion has more than one floor, Wukong walks through the first floor, rolls up the first floor, and when he arrives at the top of the building, there is a small room, which is actually a living and bedding room, which is used as a decoration for the meditation room. Wukong went in and saw that it was an old monk. place to live.

The old monk was getting old, his eyebrows were drooping to the ground, there was no breath of life on his body, he was as dead as dead.

Just when Wukong was about to retreat, the old monk suddenly said, "Monkey King, you are here!"

Wukong wondered: "Who are you? All the monks, gods and Buddhas in this temple are dead? Why are you still alive?" , of course he is the murderer!"

Wukong was not surprised, but smiled and said: "No...you are not alive."

The old monk also laughed and said, "Sun Wukong, I was talking to you, but you said I'm not alive?"

"The Four Great Heavenly Kings and the Eleven Days also talked to me. Are they still alive? Then the Tathagata old man once pointed out to me. Is he still alive?" Wukong said with a smile: "You live in the past, now, you already dead!"

"Hahaha!" The old monk laughed and said, "Sun Wukong is Monkey King after all, yes, I am already dead!" The old monk said quietly: "But I didn't die at the hands of that murderer. I died a thousand kalpas ago. Already dead. I am the Buddha of the past!"

"It turns out that you are the burning Buddha!" ​​Wukong has cultivated into a quantum soul, and he can count the world in a single thought. Naturally, there is no memory that can escape his search: "The burning Buddha was solemn in the past. You are dead. Of course that murderer would not kill a dead person... no, dead Buddha."

"Of course you won't tell me who the person who killed so many people in Lingshan is!"

"I came here this time, and I saw too many weird things! The Four Heavenly Kings dare not tell me, and the Eleven Days also dare not tell me. The Tathagata Buddha played charades with me, as if the dead had nothing to do with him. But this big The top and bottom of the Leiyin Temple are all dead. If the Four Heavenly Kings and the Eleven Days only died once, it is understandable to be so weird, but those Bodhisattvas and Arhats are not fake deaths, they are real It's gone."

"So, what are you thinking?" Wukong frowned.

The ancient Buddha Dieng Deng laughed loudly, and he said with a smile: "Wukong, you are wrong! They won't tell you, but I will!"

Wukong was bluffed: "Aren't you with them?"

"Of course not!" The ancient Buddha Dieng Deng clasped his palms together and said, "Because I was the one who killed them!"

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