I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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Especially when the Three Thousand Jiedi Gods appear without concealment.

The people began to flee in all directions.

For Buddhism, the people on the mountain don't have the slightest favor.

As soon as the three thousand Jiedi gods revealed Xingzang, the people on the mountain ran away.

"Damn it! I'm only in the realm of a golden fairy, how can I make such a big battle?" Sun Wukong stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the Yinwu Mountain half surrounded by iron barrels, speechless for a while.

Although he is a cultivator who emphasizes martial arts, it is not likely that so many people will come out of the cave.

Is there any way out!

At the same time, the bosses around Hidden Mist Mountain actually have their own plans.

In the south, the old monk is the Venerable Guanyin. He was dressed like this when he went to Chang'an to look for Tang Seng, and the one with him was of course the Hui'an walker Mu Zha.

"Master, that monster was named by the Buddha, and we still want to capture him back?" Mu Zha asked.

"The World Honored One only said to let this matter end here, but he didn't say to kill him."

Venerable Avalokitesvara looked at the top of Yinwu Mountain and said: "This leopard spirit is not simple. Bringing it back can increase my luck as a monk, and maybe I can get his secret."

For him, as long as he can maximize his interests, he doesn't care about any enmity back then.

In fact, he and Monkey King do not have any deep hatred, but they just sucked Tang Seng's luck, and he has no personal grievances with him.

Both the black bear spirit and the red boy can be accepted, and they don't care about one more leopard spirit.

Besides, for the Buddha, as long as the luck returns to Buddhism, everything is easy to say.

To the west, Manjusri Bodhisattva, of course, came out to avenge his mount and himself.

The matter of being submerged in water for seven days made Manjusri resentful all the time, and he wished that the leopard would be cramp, skinned and ashes.

"Listen up to me, if you catch a leopard spirit, don't hold back and kill the corpse and bring it to me!" Manjusri's opponent, Luohan King Kong, ordered.

To the east, this team was indeed the heavenly soldiers and generals led by Li Jing and Nezha.

The last time they left the bottomless pit, they received the order of the Buddha to lead people to Yinwu Mountain to catch leopard spirits.

Li Jing wondered for a while, isn't this leopard spirit Qingniu's senior brother?Why did the Buddha give himself such an order again?

"Father, let's just go and catch that leopard spirit if we meet him, and we won't hurt him. No matter what happens, the decision will be made by the higher authorities." Nezha pointed to the sky and said.

Li Jing thought so too, anyway, we just obey orders, so neither side will be offended.

So he took [-] soldiers and horses, changed into casual clothes, and blocked at the foot of the mountain on the east side of Yinwu Mountain.

To the north, of course, are Erlang Shen and the six Meishan brothers.

Little Sage and True Monarch came here on his own initiative.

"How is it, that guy knows we're here?" Erlang looked up and asked the six brothers.

"It should be known. A while ago, some people came to ask. My brothers also made it very clear. Can he not guess our lineup?" Li Taiwei looked at Xiao Tiangou and said.

Xiao Tiangou gave Li Taiwei a blank look, and turned his head away without looking at him.

"Brother, we are going against the west, will it be..." Taiwei Yao said with some worry.

"Hmph! What can they do? I haven't settled the matter with them last time about Liu Xi!" Erlang Shen said with a cold face.

"Brother is right. Besides, even if we guard here to release water, the leopard spirit may not come here." Kang Taiwei pointed to the three thousand Jiedi in the sky and said.

"This Buddhist sect really paid a lot of money. There are so many people here. Just such a little leopard is worth so many people coming out of the cave?" Zhang Taiwei actually couldn't understand the behavior of the Buddhist sect.

Erlang Shen turned his head to look into the void, shook his head and said, "Huh! They just want to make a decision so that some people who want to make a move can't make a move."

Where God Erlang was looking at just now, there was a Taoist standing in the void.

Among the big bosses on Yinwu Mountain, only Guanyin, Manjushri, and Erlangshen could see this one.

The Taoist didn't care about Erlang God's glance, he just looked at Monkey King on the mountain.

"Ugh!"

The Taoist looked at Sun Wukong, Guanyin, Manjusri, and the Three Thousand Jiedi, finally shook his head, turned and left.

A moment later, the Taoist figure appeared 33 days away.

Lihen Tiandoushi Palace.

"Teacher, do we really ignore him?" the Taoist asked in confusion.

"At the time, I gave him hints just to put an eyeliner there. Later, when I taught him the Dharma, it was just to make this Journey to the West more variable."

The old gentleman stood in Tushita Palace and talked to the Taoist.

"Now that the changes have been made, the luck of the Buddhist sect has gone by [-]%, and the day of great prosperity has been shortened by [-]%. All this should come to an end."

"After all, he has learned Taiyi Xuangong, isn't he considered your disciple?" The Taoist actually wanted to make a move.

"How can a person with a coat of hair and horns be taught like me? You don't have to worry about this matter, just let everything return to normal." The old gentleman's tone was full of disdain.

"What if he returned to the West? Didn't the luck go back?" The Taoist still didn't give up.

"What is lost is the luck of heaven, and what is gained is the luck of humanity. The situation has become irreversible."

After Laojun finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared, and the Taoist didn't know where Laojun went.

"Alas!" The Taoist sighed heavily and shook his head: "Water-like eggs with fur and horns? Which one is not a congenital creature?"

"Boom!" A divine thunder exploded from above the Taoist's head.

"Go back to Xuandu City if you dare to talk nonsense again!" An ethereal voice came.

"Disciple obey!"

This Taoist is also young, he bowed to the void and left the Tushita Palace, then flew to the outer sky and disappeared in a moment.

(End of this chapter)

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===Chapter 1164 Leopard is on top===

Chapter 1164

In July, the summer of the 26th year of Zhenguan officially came.

As the Journey to the West team got closer, all the people who besieged Yinwu Mountain gradually became more energetic.

They have been here for a month, and they are mentally tired.

It's not that Monkey King didn't try to sneak away, but he couldn't leave the range of Hidden Mist Mountain at all.

Since the 26th year of Zhenguan, he can't even walk in the east-west direction, and he will receive spiritual warnings when he reaches the border.

Moreover, Sun Wukong has been upset these days, and there is a voice in his heart that has been encouraging him to catch Tang Seng and stew him, and this feeling has become more and more serious since spring.

"It's over! It's time to go up!" Monkey King tried his best to keep himself awake.

He knows that once he is impulsive, there is only a dead end.

Of course, the current situation seems to be a dead end anyway.

The entire Hidden Mist Mountain was completely sealed off.

He couldn't even hide in the underworld with the method of deep passage.

The stability of this space has increased by more than ten times, and the method of nether passage can no longer break through the space barrier to reach the underworld.

"What should I do? Are you really going to die this time? Could it be that after more than ten years of tossing, you still can't escape the sanction of fate?"

Sun Wukong was unwilling, but powerless, he was once a pawn.

It is still a pawn.

For Tiandao, he just changed from a little ant to a little grasshopper.

Although it is many times larger than the original, it is still unable to compete with the behemoth.

Sun Wukong recited the Heart Sutra and finally eliminated most of Jieyun's influence.

It's the only way to get him sober.

After reciting the Heart Sutra for seven days, Sun Wukong's eyes regained some color.

Although I still feel a little bit above the head now, but I will not do anything impulsive.

"Village Master, you should run for your life too."

"Yeah! I think those people are vicious, and they will definitely be bad for the village owner!"

There are more than 100 mortals in Yinwu Village, they are all servants who work in the village.

In fact, these people are also refugees from Fengxian County.

The people in the market town on the mountain had fled long ago, and now only the one hundred thousand refugees from Fengxian County remained.

Half of them moved into the market town on the mountain, and half of them stayed in Fengxian Village at the foot of Dongshan Mountain.

And the refugees in the cottage are only the hundred or so people in front of them, all of whom are helpers hired by the village before.

After the little demons left, Monkey King was still there.

The refugees are also willing to stay and take care of Monkey King's food and daily life.

These people originally escaped from the famine, and the Hidden Mist Mountain gave them a habitat, and they really couldn't escape anymore.

Not to mention that they don't know where to flee, even if they know the direction, they won't be able to go very far in the state where they are hungry.

"You all go. I won't go. These people are all after me, and I can't go anywhere." Monkey King didn't want to implicate ordinary people.

"Village Master, why don't we cover you and rush out!" said a bold refugee.

These people finally know how to repay their kindness and want to help Monkey King escape from doom.

"They are all gods and masters, I have no way to escape. You go, this place is no longer safe." Monkey King shook his head, and drove the people away again.

"Master, you are kind to us, even if we can't help you escape, we won't leave before you."

The refugees hesitated but did not leave after all, the elder looked at Sun Wukong and said.

"Hehe. That's good, someone finally collected my body." Monkey King said with a helpless smile.

The refugees were all silent, they really wanted to stay and collect a corpse for Monkey King.

These people are mortals, and they can do nothing in front of gods and Buddhas.

Under the siege of many gods, staying to collect the corpse for Monkey King is already considered as the best of humanity.

At this time, the sound of horseshoes came from the road to the east.

The appearance of the sound of horse hooves also means that Tang Seng and his disciples have arrived.

"Roar!"

As the sound of hoofbeats progressed, Monkey King found it difficult to suppress the throbbing in his heart.

What Heart Sutra will collapse when it encounters Jieyun.

With a roar, Sun Wukong appeared as a leopard spirit.

"The owner of the village is indeed a monster!" The people were not afraid because of this.

Having lived in Hidden Mist Mountain for two or three years, I have heard a lot of rumors, some gone.

In fact, everyone has already speculated about the identity of the demon soldiers on Hidden Mist Mountain.

But what about the monster race, they are not living in peace with the human race.

So what about Buddhism? Seeing that hundreds of thousands of people in Fengxian County were displaced, what did they do?

There is even the shadow of Buddhist pushers behind the whole thing.

The eyes of the common people are discerning, whoever treats them well can naturally see clearly.

"My lord! Get out quickly! We will help you hold these gods back! If you don't believe these gods, they dare to kill us mortals!"

"Yes! Your Majesty, hurry up and get out! Run away!"

The refugees actually acted as a cover for a demon king, and the gods and Buddhas surrounding the mountain had strange colors on all sides.

"Amitabha! This is why mortals have been deceived by monsters! We must kill that monster!"

At the foot of the mountain in the east, Manjusri Bodhisattva showed his real body, looking at the leopard spirit on the mountain with a cold face.