I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 1138 The Great Saint and the Little Saint Qi Arrive (seeking a monthly subscription)

"???"

Jiang Zhou closed his eyes and opened them again.

Then he saw a big hand covering the sky grabbing from the top of his head.

"not good!"

On the high shed.

Mr. Shengxuan exclaimed.

Then he held the white feather fan in his hand and tossed it into the air.

The white feather fan flew out and shook in the air.

Then the eight-color wind qi suddenly rose up, lingering around the big hand.

It was locked firmly like an iron lock, so that it was suspended in the air, and it seemed difficult to press it down.

"what?"

"Eight wind feather fan?"

"It turned out to be Taisu Yuanjun's legacy, and the Dharma lineage of the Supreme Qing Dynasty. The poor monk should be courteous and back away."

The voice revealed surprise.

On the high shed, an abnormal blush flashed across Mr. Shengxuan's face, he suppressed himself, and said in a deep voice, "Which great Bodhisattva from the West is driving the Saturnalia?"

The big hand slowly retracted.

A statue is more than ten feet tall, but it exists in the sky as if it stands upright.

A piece of golden light shines brightly, and Chang'an seems to have become a Buddhist country.

A murmur sounded faintly.

Majestic and vast, the momentum is as heavy as a mountain.

The people in the city couldn't help but want to bend down and kneel, kneel down and kowtow.

"Humph!"

Li Shimin snorted angrily.

Many ministers around him raised their sleeves and raised their heads.

There is a brilliant light rising from the top of everyone's head.

The wind returns here, and the rain returns here.

A piece of brilliance is so bright that the sky is dim, thousands of miles of light.

The people in Chang'an, who were about to kneel down, suddenly felt confident, and stood proudly with their chests straight.

The dirty blood gushing out everywhere is gradually receding at this time.

Inspired by this piece of brilliance, it immediately turned into flying smoke like snow meeting the scorching sun.

In the imperial city, above the Taiji Palace, there are many phantoms of pavilions looming.

"Amitabha……"

"The great catastrophe in the world has been solved, and the fortune of the Tang Dynasty is prosperous. Congratulations..."

"Good, good..."

Jiang Zhou came back to his senses at this time.

He glanced at the white feather fan above his head, and then at the existence of that statue.

I saw that he was more than Zhang Zhang tall, his body was blue and black, he had one head and two arms, a golden crown on his head, and a heavenly robe.

A red sun hangs behind the head, standing on the seven-colored lotus and moon wheel in the blazing flame of Prajna.

Jiang Zhou only felt that it was as deep as the sea, and it was difficult to look directly at it.

Can't help cursing in my heart: dead monkey!

He had figured out the situation by now.

Although I don't know how that monkey got into the ghost and god catalog, I also know that I was tricked by this monkey.

How shameless to run away without seeing each other?Where did the Great Sage Equaling Heaven go from Nantianmen all the way to Lingxiao Palace?
Mr. Shengxuan recalled the white feather fan, and bowed from a distance: "But the Vajrapani Bodhisattva is here?"

"Amitabha is the poor monk."

"The emperor is present, the poor monk is polite."

This strange Bodhisattva, all in blue and black, smiled slightly, nodded to Mr. Shengxuan, and bowed slightly to Li Shimin.

This smile is not like the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas commonly known in the world. It does not see compassion, but it is frightening and frightening.

"Humph!"

Li Shimin was dissatisfied when he used power to suppress others when he appeared, and he didn't give this bodhisattva a good look.

The heavy rain fell, and the blood gradually receded.

The fate of humanity gradually recovered, and the fortune of the Tang Dynasty overflowed.

Although a bodhisattva is terrifying, it is not enough to suppress the luck of humanity.

He needn't be too flinching, either.

"This golden pig was originally a foothold of the poor monk. Taking advantage of the World Honored One's performance and the poor monk's mind wandering, he sneaked down to the world."

"Fortunately, no bad karma has been committed. I also ask the Emperor Tang to forgive him for the crime of collision, and let the poor monk take him back to the west and strictly control him."

Vajrapani just smiled, changed his words, and pointed at the golden pig.

But the golden pig, which was incomparably powerful before, was lying on the ground at this moment, fighting all over.

"This son has made a great cause, and he is afraid of being retribution, so he was brought back to the west by the poor monk, so let's help him resolve it."

Vajrapani pointed at Jiang Zhou again, and without waiting for Li Shimin to speak, he stretched out his hand again and grabbed Jiang Zhou.

This time, although his hand didn't cover the area for several miles like before.

It's just an ordinary palm, but it makes people feel more terrifying than before.

The palm is only an inch, but it seems to be able to cover the sky and the sun.

Jiang Zhou, who was under it, had a sense of despair that he had no escape, no escape, and could only hold his hands.

"Bold!"

Li Shimin didn't give him face either, and shouted angrily.

Mr. Shengxuan also shook the white feather fan again.

"Ugh……"

The other two Taoists standing behind Li Shimin also sighed, and shot at the same time.

One of them is the Daoist Tongji of Yufu, who sacrificed a side of Yugui.

The other one is a real person of great virtue, and he sacrificed a jade chariot.

Immediately, the eight winds howled, the jade thunder fell from the sky, and the treasure chariot bloomed with jade flowers, running between the wind and thunder.

Faintly, there seems to be a fairy god sitting on the treasure chariot.

"Amitabha……"

"Eight fan feathers, the forerunner of the god thunder, and the jade flower supporting the hub, it is really the legacy of Taisu."

"Unfortunately, unfortunately..."

The Vajrapani Bodhisattva's face showed surprise, and immediately shook his head and sighed softly.

The outstretched palm turned over, revealing a Vajra Pestle.

The treasure pestle flew out of his hand, and hit the jade chariot that was running in the wind and thunder.

When the two touch each other, everyone will only feel that the light is shining brightly, illuminating the vastness of the world and making it hard to see.

There is only a dead silence between the ears.

It seemed that even the sound was captured at this moment.

"Puff puff!"

Three blood arrows were fired almost simultaneously.

Three figures flew upside down in the vast expanse of light.

"Amitabha……"

"The three of you can be regarded as leaders in the world and moral models, but they have not yet become immortals,"

"Taisu's legacy is in hand, you wait for the avenue to be bright, why do you need to be a chariot with your arms, and be good at wading through the waves?"

The three of Mr. Shengxuan looked pale, but their eyes were full of shock and sadness.

The eight fan feathers in the mouth of Vajrapani Bodhisattva, the forerunner of the god thunder, and the jade flower supporting the hub are referring to the three treasures in the hands of the three of them.

Although the three of them have their own Dharma lines, the three treasures have extraordinary origins, and they all come from the same source.

It was left by Mr. Tai Suyuan.

It is even more extraordinary to say that this is Tai Su Yuanjun.

In terms of seniority, it is a generation higher than summoning the Taoist Sanqing Tianzun.

It is even more inextricably linked with Yuqing and Shangqing, the two great leaders.

Even the two leaders, Tianzun, bowed their heads and respected Yuanjun in front of him.

If it wasn't so, Vajrapani Bodhisattva would have scruples, and the three of them might not even be able to bear this blow, and they would just die.

It's a pity that this person had already become Taoist in the previous calamity.

It is difficult for the treasures left behind to fully exert their power in their hands.

It's just that they didn't expect that in front of this Bodhisattva, even a face-to-face meeting could not be prevented, which naturally made them feel sad.

Vajrapani did not say any more.

There are many masters in the world here, but he has become a bodhisattva, how can he be compared with ordinary gods?
Fortunately, the sea of ​​blood is so filthy that the filth has not faded away, and human nature has not been restrained.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to walk freely in the world.

I don't want to procrastinate too much to avoid side effects.

"Evil beast, why don't you return with the poor monk?"

While talking, he grabbed Jiang Zhou again.

It was still difficult for Jiang Zhou to move.

I couldn't help being angry and shocked in my heart, but there was nothing I could do.

Li Shimin's face was livid, and he wanted to keep this Bodhisattva in Chang'an no matter the cost.
"Wang Wang!"

But suddenly heard a few dogs barking.

A black shadow flashed, but a black dog leaped up into the air and bit the Vajrapani Bodhisattva.

What's even more surprising is that it actually took a bite.

The Vajra Hand was bitten by the black dog, and his expression changed.

Where it was bitten, golden blood flowed out.

"You should answer my question. I will come here in person and cut off this bald thief for you. How about it?"

At the same time, Jiang Zhou, who already had thoughts of despair, suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Yang Erlang? !

The great sage is gone, and a little sage is coming?

"Can you kill him?"

Jiang Zhou said silently in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Yang Xiaoer.

This is a great Bodhisattva.

In the human world, in the luck of Chang'an, it is difficult for the three real people to meet face to face with treasures in their hands.

No matter how powerful Yang Xiaoer is, it would be great if he could get rid of him, but still want to kill him?

(End of this chapter)