I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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Lingshan, the Great Leiyin Temple of Western Buddhism.

"Amitabha!"

Tathagata withdrew his eyes and looked strange at this time.

This is the first time this supernatural power has failed since he practiced the Wisdom Eye Dafa.

"The World Honored One doesn't know the whereabouts of the leopard spirit!" Guanyin said in shock.

Tathagata shook his head and said, "This monster is very strange. I have looked all over the four major continents and still haven't found anything."

"Have you seen the Great Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land of Nanfangbuzhou?" Manjusri asked after thinking for a while.

There is the foundation of Taoism, a place Tathagata seldom looks at.

"Amitabha, there is no trace of the four continents." Tathagata said in a deep voice.

The leopard spirit is the object of his focus, and even if he offends the Taoist sect, he still wants to watch Tang Tu.

Unfortunately, still nothing was found.

The two big Bodhisattvas were dumbfounded, the World Honored One couldn't find that leopard spirit!

"Amitabha. World Honored One, just now the Venerable Ksitigarbha sent a message, and the human letter has been checked, but...but..." Anuo stood up and said with some hesitation.

Yin and Yang are separated, even if the Tathagata wants to know the affairs of the underworld, he can only forcefully break through the barriers of the world.

The world barrier has already been broken last time. If he breaks through the barrier again, the underworld will definitely rebound.

The underworld is not only superficial strength, and Tathagata does not want to offend the Yin God of the underworld.

So to check the underworld, you can only go through the book of life and death written by people.

Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha had read the book of life and death just now, but the result surprised him.

Immediately, Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha hurriedly asked Di Ting to use his listening supernatural powers to inquire about the heavens of the Three Realms.

As a result, even after 33 days, there was still no trace of the leopard spirit.

"What did Dizang say, report it quickly!" Manjusri urged.

Anuo looked at Tathagata, then at Guanyin and Manjushri and said:

"According to the human book, this leopard spirit... died 13 years ago!"

"what!"

Including Tathagata, the three Buddhist bigwigs present were all dumbfounded.

Such an extremely weird situation has never happened before, so the three big brothers were so shocked that they might as well say what is right.

"The leopard spirit is a zombie? Impossible! The poor monk has seen him with his own eyes, how could he be a zombie!" Guanyin was shocked.

Back then in Heifeng Mountain, he had seen Monkey King.

Although it was just a glance, it is certain that Sun Wukong is a living monster, not a zombie at all!

Manjusri was also dumbfounded, looked at Tathagata blankly and said: "How about...please two saints..."

Having said that, Manjusri suddenly came to his senses, and quickly stopped talking.

The current ruler of Western Buddhism is the Tathagata. Although he has not yet become a saint, he is clearly the supreme leader.

At this time, if you have something to deal with, you have to ask the old leader to help.

Does that mean we are not good enough?

If you look at Manjushri, then look at Guanyin.

He closed his eyes and thought for a while and said, "There is no need to mention this matter again."

In the end, the Tathagata still bowed his head to the leopard spirit.

……

Three days after the calamity of Hidden Mist Mountain, the fire on the mountain was finally extinguished.

At the northernmost junction of France and Hidden Mist Mountain, a mortal old man looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha! I am finally free! Completely free!"

The old man laughed, then suppressed his smile suddenly, and looked around cautiously.

There was no movement around, so he suppressed the joy in his heart and continued to walk slowly eastward.

After walking not far ahead, we passed the border between Mie France and Hidden Mist Mountain, and arrived at a small country called Zhongchang in the north.

This old man is like a very ordinary refugee fleeing famine.

He is indeed a mortal, with no cultivation base at all, and ordinary people cannot be ordinary.

The years have left countless marks on his face, and the wrinkles on his hands can be clearly seen.

The old man had a weather-beaten face, and a bag was slung over his shoulder, with a few small pieces of dry, hard black-faced steamed buns in it.

Leaning on a dark cane in his hand, it looked like a withered vine.

The shoes on the feet are new, but they are made of weeds nearby.

And who would have thought that this old black is the Leopard King of Yinwu Mountain!

The only two people in this world who know that Monkey King is still alive are Erlang God and his roaring dog.

At the foot of the North Slope that day, Sun Wukong and Erlang God passed by.

Erlangshen's eyes were so sharp, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with this old man.

Of course, if it was replaced by the three great bodhisattvas, Monkey King would also be unable to escape.

It's just that the three great bodhisattvas couldn't inspect the [-] refugees one by one, so Sun Wukong picked up a trick and slipped under the noses of the three great bodhisattvas.

That day Erlangshen had a conversation with Xiaotiangou, saying that only Dongtu is relatively safe in this world, and he was actually helping Monkey King to point out the way.

"Hey! Let's go to Dongtu! It's a pity that my 5000 taels are really in vain this time!"

Sun Wukong sighed, Erlang God saved his life, so the 5000 taels were thought to be saved for him...

Sun Wukong took two steps, then looked back at Yinwu Mountain where the smoke and dust were gradually clearing away.

His complexion gradually turned cold.

"Hmph! Buddhism! Taoism! Heaven! Just wait! Sooner or later, I will take revenge!"

Buddhism is a direct shot, and Tianting is an indirect shot.

As for Daomen...

Monkey King has already figured it out, Renjiao just wants him to do things in Journey to the West.

protect him?

nonexistent!

He was surrounded by the entire Buddhist gate, only Erlang God stood up and gave him a hand.

The Renjiao didn't even see a person here, so he decisively removed the Taiyi Xuangong from his body.

The more this skill is improved, the deeper the connection between himself and the saint of Renjiao feels.

So just let it go!

Speaking of Monkey King being able to escape with his life this time, the three are most grateful.

Erlang God, release the love from the cage.

Tubo, the gift of tokens.

Six-eared macaque!Life-saving love!

That's right!It was the six-eared macaque that really provided him with the key clue!

……

three days ago.

Inside the Zheyue Chain Cave in Yinwu Mountain.

"Old monk! It's time for your death! I saved you again and again. Is this how you Buddhists repay me?"

Leopard Jing's face was black and gloomy, staring at Tang Seng, and he was about to kill him.

His hand has already stretched out and grabbed Tang Seng's throat.

Tang Seng struggled desperately, how could he struggle to open his pair of iron claws.

At the critical moment, the monkey invited Manjusri Bodhisattva down from heaven.

Sun Wukong's Jieyun disappeared more than half of it in an instant, and he became sober all of a sudden.

On the contrary, Tang Seng, who was dying, received the blessing of Jieyun, and he became more energetic.

Sun Wukong looked at the old monk, sneered, and suddenly increased his strength.

If he tried his best at this time, Tang Seng would definitely die.

Jieyun was on both sides, and Tang Seng was just a mortal, unable to resist Monkey King's attack at all.

At most ten minutes, the old monk will be strangled by him and suffocate to death.

"Do you want to die!"

At this moment, a voice sounded from the bottom of Sun Wukong's heart.

His heart trembled suddenly, and his mind, which was still a little muddled, suddenly woke up.

"Bang!" Tang Seng was thrown into the corner by him.

Monkey King didn't dare to delay, and immediately went back to the closed room.

"You are a six-eared macaque!"

Sun Wukong was holding the token of the City God in his hand, and the voice just now came from the token of the City God.

(End of this chapter)

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===Chapter 1171 Downgrade===

Chapter 1171 Downgrading

There is a remnant soul living there, and Monkey King used various materials to nourish the soul before to help him recover.

"You know me." The remnant soul said, he is indeed a six-eared macaque.

That day in the underworld, if Sun Wukong hadn't stopped him, he would have plunged directly into the six realms of reincarnation.

If there is a Buddhist sect operating in secret, he will definitely be within the Buddhist sect if he is reincarnated.

As a result, Sun Wukong stopped him, and put his soul into the Chenghuang Token to warm up.

Gradually, Liu Er regained some consciousness with the help of Cheng Huang Ling.

That day the Tathagata was talking to the monks at Lingshan.

Those with cultivation bases in the four major continents were all under his eyes, and Liu Er listened to his words.

"Can anyone with cultivation see it?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Sun Wukong's mind, and he immediately had an idea.

Liu Er actually wanted him to abolish his cultivation in order to survive.

But Sun Wukong wanted to lower his cultivation base and run away directly.

These are two completely different concepts.

It is extremely difficult for monks to practice and improve their cultivation base, and each level is full of difficulties and obstacles.

Especially after becoming a fairy, every major level has another catastrophe.

For monks, upgrading is like climbing a mountain, the higher the level, the more difficult it is.

It is even more difficult for monks to abolish self-cultivation.

This is like going down a mountain, jumping down is faster, and the death is more thorough.

Cultivating at one's own expense is actually breaking the meridians in one's body and destroying the sea of ​​qi.


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