Journey to the West: Deconstruct Bodhi at the Start, My Mythical Da Luo

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was knocked into the air for thousands of miles, and Sun Wukong just hit him with blood all over his body with just a random punch.

Although he is the four great buddhas of Buddhism, his status is not inferior to that of ordinary buddhas, but the cultivation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has always been stuck at the peak of Daluo Jinxian.

And there is no hope of a breakthrough for the time being.

He had excellent qualifications, and he was one of the most promising people in Buddhism to be promoted to quasi-sages.

But he was trapped by a vow for a long time.

Sun Wukong held a stick to kill the Ksitigarbha king.

He is not a soft-hearted person.

If not, Ye Qingyang has been teaching him to be kind to others.

He had already committed a slaughter in the underworld.

The Ksitigarbha king stood up, bloody.

He quietly looked at Sun Wukong who was killing with a stick.

Originally there was a huge golden body, but it was withdrawn in an instant.

In the battle just now, the underworld shook, and countless souls were turned into ashes.

He remembered that he had sworn an oath in front of the Buddha, "There is no hell, and you can't become a Buddha!"

With a heart full of compassion, I came to this underworld, wanting to influence the beings of hell.

Now, because of his fight with the stone monkey, countless innocent souls have been wiped out.

Unbearable in his heart.

So put down all precautions.

Avoid the aftermath of the battle from expanding.

Sun Wukong was about to swing his stick at the Ksitigarbha King, but saw his hands clasped together, the Buddha's light all over his body dissipated.

Sun Wukong stood in place and stopped making moves.

"Monk, what are you doing? Do you admit defeat and beg for mercy?"

The monk didn't fight back, he was glorious even if he killed him himself.

Hell Yama, Guicha, etc., watching the sudden changes of the Ksitigarbha King, they still don't understand why.

The Ksitigarbha King paid no attention to the situation beside him.

Just put his hands together, stand quietly on the spot, silently chanting the rebirth mantra in his heart, to save these souls.

After a long time, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva opened his eyes, and there was no hostility in his eyes, only peace was left.

"Monkey, you go!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva finished this sentence.

The Brahma sounded, chanting death.

He has already admitted that if he continues to fight, not only will he fall, but the entire underworld will be destroyed.

The book of life and death must be tampered with.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes looked at him up and down.

Suddenly threw the book of life and death to the king of Jizo.

"You monk are so boring."

"My grandson will go too!"

After that, it turned into a glow and disappeared in the underground palace.

King Yama and the crowd of ghosts looked at this leaving back, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

In the great array of reincarnation.

There is a pair of beautiful eyes that have been watching Sun Wukong since he arrived.

Kneeling in front of the reincarnation formation, the lord of the underworld, Emperor Fengdu.

If the monkey really wants to cross everyone's name from the book of life and death.

She will do it by herself.

She is the most noble existence in the entire underworld.

Houtu.

"Who is the great master in this monkey's mouth..."

There was a long whisper in the reincarnation formation.

......

Sun Wukong left the underworld with the spirits of the monkeys in Huaguoshan.

Sure enough, the dead monkeys came back to life as soon as these souls returned.

"Poor Long Armed Ape Monkey, their souls are gone." The monkey returning from the underground mansion remembered what Ma Mian had said earlier.

They came back smoothly, but for those monkeys who had lost their souls, everyone felt sad when they thought of it.

"You wait for me on Huaguo Mountain, and I'll be back when I go!"

Sun Wukong turned around, and his figure disappeared in Huaguo Mountain.

The purpose of his trip is Fang Cunshan.

In his mind, his immortal master is omnipotent, even if his soul is scattered, he can make those people reappear in the world. .

Square inch on the middle.

Ye Qingyang is holding the kettle and watering the flowers in the courtyard.

This Sun Wukong left for a while.

Ye Qingyang has saved a lot of trouble since he took him to the hut. He did all the work of watering, weeding, cleaning and cleaning.

Be willing to do anything.

I only need to drink tea, enjoy flowers, wine, and read books every day.

Alas, it’s still the cat in your own house that doesn’t live up to it. If it can transform into shape, it can also be done.

Ye Qingyang glanced at Xiao Bai who was sleeping under the sun, and couldn't help sighing.

Alas, cats are not as good as monkeys!

It's strange to say that people who don't know will always bother you every three days before, but in recent days, somehow, this cottage is particularly deserted.

Xiao Bai is different from Ye Qingyang, he doesn't feel deserted at all, he is happily dying after the monkey is gone.

The owner can finally pet his cat alone, and without the monkey in the way, the owner's time is all his own.

Xiaobai stretched her waist, changed her posture, and prepared to sleep for a while.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door:

"Master Immortal, Master Immortal! Are you there?"

Hear this voice, like Sun Wukong.

Ye Qingyang couldn't be more familiar with the monkey's voice.

In the previous ten years, the monkey was crying every day, and his ears were about to be worn into calluses.

I haven't heard it for some time recently, and I'm still a little uncomfortable.

Ye Qingyang motioned to Xiaobai to open the door.

Xiaobai's face was full of reluctance, head drooping, and walking towards the door.

It doesn't welcome the monkey at all.

Why did you come here just now?

"Master Cat!"

The voice from Sun Wukong didn't come in.

Ye Qingyang couldn't help but smile, it really was the monkey with the loud voice... 0

Sun Wukong stepped into the thatched cottage.

The moment I saw Ye Qingyang.

He knelt on the ground with a "plop".

"Master God, I'm back to see you!"

After saying that, he banged his head three times toward Ye Qingyang.

Ye Qingyang couldn't laugh or cry.

As a traverser, he is still not used to such a way of greeting.

"Master Immortal, how can you water the flowers, this matter is for my grandson to come!" Sun Wukong got up and reached out to take the water bottle in Ye Qingyang's hand.

Ye Qingyang handed the pot to him smoothly.

He patted the dust on his body and sat down on a stone bench nearby.

"Goku, after all, what's the matter this time?"

Ye Qingyang noticed that he tried to pretend to be happy since Sun Wukong entered the door.

But it was hard to hide the sadness between the eyebrows.

When Sun Wukong heard Ye Qingyang's question, his hand watering the flowers gave a stop.

Ye Qingyang saw that Sun Wukong did not speak, and continued:

"But someone bullied you?"

Ye Qingyang thinks about it carefully, it's not right.

He is a monkey, has practiced physical exercises, and has been trained by him.

Who could bully him in the mountains?

Those Xiong Feng, tigers and leopards are afraid they will be directly torn by his hands.

Sun Wukong said with tears: "I have never been bullied."

"Why is that? Why are you so sad?" Ye Qingyang wondered.

Sun Wukong previously thought that he himself had already cultivated very well in the place of Master Immortal, and he was indeed invincible after he went out.

But it wasn't until the person appeared a few days ago that he knew that his strength was far from enough to protect himself and he needed the great master of the immortal to save him.

There are also monkeys on the mountain, who don’t even have the ability to protect them with 4.4.

Previously, Sun Wukong felt nothing, but when he saw the immortal master, he couldn't help crying. He always felt that he had failed Ye Qingyang's teachings. When he encountered something, he was powerless, so he wanted to ask him for help.

"Master gods, please save them!" Sun Wukong knelt on the ground.

Ye Qingyang waved his hand, Sun Wukong, who was kneeling, was dragged to stand by mana.

Sun Wukong smoked his nose and looked at Ye Qingyang.

"Save them? Do you want me to go to Yincao Difu?" Ye Qingyang asked.

"No, their souls dissipated, and the Yin Cao Jifu would not be able to stop them." Sun Wukong shook his head.

"So that's it." Ye Qingyang thoughtfully.

"Then you can only summon the long river of time and the long river of cause and effect."

Ye Qingyang said.

He wouldn't go to the Yin Cao Jifu.

No one wants him to leave this square inch of mountain.

But it is easy to summon two long rivers. .

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