Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

This time is a great opportunity. According to Taishang Laojun's working style during this time, he will definitely have some breath with his own boy.

So as long as you make good use of it, you can completely cause Buddhism to bleed.

Thinking of this, Tang Yu couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.

After a short break, the master and disciples set off again.

Just walked out of Wanshou Mountain, the system prompt sound came.

"Ding, congratulations to the host. The repeated operations have triggered a battle between Zhen Yuanzi and Buddhism, plundering luck from Buddhism, rewards, and one million luck."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, after some operation, Manjushri's death, reward, 1.2 million luck value."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, because the Buddhism Five Zhuang Guan battle destroyed the Great Leiyin Temple and Wu Zhuang Guan and rewarded 3 million Qi Luck."

Hearing the system prompts that kept coming, Tang Yu was surprised and delighted, and he didn't wake up from the shock for a long time.

After a while, I laughed loudly in my heart.

Unexpectedly, the old boy Zhenyuanzi actually killed Manjushri Bodhisattva, and even the Great Leiyin Temple and Wuzhuang Temple were destroyed.

Such an effect was something Tang Yu had never imagined.

He was really a genius, and he was able to trigger a series of chain reactions.

Tang Yu riding a donkey upside down, his whole person was deposited in the joy of a bumper harvest.

The horn of the sea, the edge of the sky.

On a cliff.

A torn apart heart slowly formed, it seemed to be gradually recovering, slowly recovering as before, becoming a complete heart, beating gently.

In the dim, clearly visible.

It was replaced by a figure of a woman, dressed in a purple gauze, with a gorgeous face, not a mortal beauty.

There is a big willow tree not far away.

The willow tree is very old, the leaves are withered, and the bark is crumpled, and it looks like it is a few years old.

There was a coughing sound from time to time, from the willow tree, it was a very old voice.

The woman opened her eyes slowly. She seemed a little dazed. She didn't blink for a long time, just staring at the sky motionlessly.

In the end, it was the low coughing around her that made her come back to her senses.

"Grandpa Old Willow Tree." The woman sat up and asked blankly: "Why am I not dead?"

She clearly remembered that the stick hit the head, and the horror gained power and went straight to the heart.

She restored all the memories, and she also restored the deity.

Willow coughed lowly: "My child, although I rescued you, you are no longer immortal, unless Empress Nuwa can change this. If there is another terrible injury, you will undoubtedly die. "

Upon hearing this, the woman fell silent and did not speak for a long time.

"You are the first child of Empress Nuwa. In order for you to achieve perfection, you have cultivated Man Tian Zixia and made you. Although you are reborn, the heart is no longer immortal. You must remember this. , You must take good care of yourself. If you see Empress Nuwa one day, you can pray for her to help you reshape, so that you will still be restored to the past. China seems to be telling the last words.

After a while, the woman stood up, plucked the weeds around Willow, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Willow, what are you talking about? I won't go out. I will stay with you in this sea, no matter what. not going."

"Hehe, what about your colorful stones?" Willow smiled.

"He doesn't remember me." The woman smiled sadly, with a little sadness.

Willow coughed twice, and then said: "He used to be psychic because of you, in order to be able to accompany you forever, he traveled far to the sea, crossed the sea of ​​relentless suffering, and went to seek immortality and seek the way, just to be able to be with you forever. You. And you girl, who was crying and shouting at the time, didn't you look for your colorful stone?"

"I have forgotten it." The woman lowered her head, and from the purple eyes, a drop of water penetrated into her palm. She wiped her eyes with her hand: "He is protecting their master and apprentice on the road. Once he succeeds in achieving success and defeating the Buddha, he will completely forget me."

The woman's voice was trembling slightly, full of pain.

"Grandpa Liu Shushu believes that he will not forget you. The reason why he does not remember now is because he is not complete."

The woman suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the willow tree.

Seems to understand something.

"Go, my child, you can't bear the loneliness of this sea of ​​sea, do what you think is right, go to Empress Nuwa, go to your colorful stone." Willow coughed again.

The woman looked at a loss, where can she go?

She has been here since she was born, where else can she go?

There is another place, maybe she can go.

"Grandpa Willow, when I come back next time, I will bring colorful stones back to see you."

The woman decided to leave, it gently stroked the big willow tree.

Willow smiled: "Okay, I'm waiting for you to come back, waiting for you to come back with the colorful stones."

He stretched out his hand and hugged the big willow tree, but the willow tree was too big.

It's impossible to hold a person's arms, even one-third of it.

Before leaving, the woman cleaned all the weeds near the willow tree.

Reluctantly, she waved goodbye and left here.

...

The lower bound of Guanyin, take a closer look.

Didn't he come to the kingdom of ten thousand demons?

However, it is good to install it next door here.

We must know that there are no big demons in the Ten Thousand Demons Country today, and the rest are just some low-level little demons.

She made no secret of her breath and landed.

An old demon hurried over with his granddaughter and was defeated.

"All the demons of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, see Guanyin Bodhisattva."

All monsters in the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom bowed down to the ground.

The granddaughter of the old demon blinked her innocent eyes and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva secretly.

Looks a little curious.

"Bold."

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva gave a low cry, and imprisoned the little demon into his own hands.

"How dare to offend this seat so blatantly."

"Granddaughter is ignorant, ask Guanyin Bodhisattva for her life."

The old demon fell to his knees and kept begging for mercy.

The little demon seemed to be frightened, her big and smart eyes gradually penetrated with tears, but her mouth collapsed, but she did not dare to cry.

A purple ray came directly from the sky.

Under this terrible light, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help taking a step back, and instinctively let go of the little demon in his hand.

The little demon yelled and fell down, and a purple cloud appeared, catching her body.

A woman dressed in a purple shirt came slowly from the sky.

Just like the fairy Lingbo descended from the earth.

One step at a time.

Every time you settle down, the petals bloom and bloom.

Every time I lift my foot, the petals wither and wither.

She came on foot.

One step at a time.

One step at a time.

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