Journey to the West I am the Demon Lord of Hundred Eyes

Chapter 120 Ascension to the Buddha Association scam, Xiao Leiyin's fake Buddha
The golden flowers are falling randomly, and the ground is full of golden lotus, which can be described as beautiful, holy and flawless.

But Wu Ming could tell at a glance that this was an illusion.

The monks didn't know it, and they bowed down one after another.

"Welcome to your lord."

In the golden light, an Arhat appeared, with a golden light wheel on his body, covered with Zhuying jewels, and a golden ring with bare feet.

"Are you the one who will become a Buddha this year?"

"My lord, that's right."

The Arhat nodded, then suddenly looked at Wu Ming: "Why is there a Taoist here?"

The old monk hurriedly explained that he was here to observe the ceremony.

The Arhat nodded: "The time has come, everyone, please follow me to the Western Ultimate Bliss and become a Buddha."

He took out a jade bottle and waved his bare hand, and a little golden light suddenly appeared from the disciples and fell into the jade bottle in his hand.

Look at all the believers have lost their lives.

"Amitabha--"

"This Taoist also has the opportunity to become a Buddha, follow me, and get the true body."

The arhat couldn't help but put Wu's name on the auspicious cloud.

All the monks praised Wu Mingyou Huigen for being valued by Grandpa Arhat.

Then the golden light disappeared into the night.

"Good fortune, good fortune. I heard that a Taoist priest came from the west recently. I don't know if it is true or not. Let me taste it first."

The arhat suddenly showed his true form, and there was no auspicious cloud, golden light, compassionate appearance, but a mouth full of fangs and sharp teeth, bloodthirsty and fierce, and he wanted to bite Wu Ming.

Whoosh.

A flash of silver light bound it tightly.

Last time the dragon rope was cut off by Xiaoming Wang, Wu Ming thought it was broken, and secretly complained about the inferior quality of the old man, but he didn't expect that it would heal after a few days, and it was as good as ever.

This is a meritorious deed.

"Ah, what did you Taoist priest use to bind me?"

The evil arhat roared, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the broken hemp rope.

Wu Ming took out the jade bottle from its bosom, and saw some souls in it like starlight, how many poor people have suffered from this.

Immediately he asked: "What kind of evil spirit are you here to become a spirit and harm people?"

But he couldn't see what the goblin was.

But the evil arhat ignored him, closed his mouth and lowered his eyes to be a deaf-mute goblin.

"Don't say it? Then I will show you my methods!"

Not long after, there was a movement of wind and thunder in the sky.

"Master Dao, forgive me, Master Dao, I'm recruiting, I'm recruiting."

That guy wasn't too stubborn, he even told the reason of the matter.

About five hundred miles to the east, there is a small Leiyin Temple. There is a Buddha in the middle, and there are eighteen arhats sitting under the seat.He is also one of them, but it is not some beast that becomes a ghost, but a human being.

There are four to five hundred other fairies, big and small.

"What is the purpose of collecting those mortal souls and letting them plant trees?"

"Go back to Lord Dao, these souls are used to feed and maintain our long-lived mana, and according to Grandpa Buddha, according to the fairy, if you plant a Buddha tree of eight hundred miles, you will be a real Bodhisattva."

Wu Ming frowned and asked again: "What kind of weapon does the goblin have?"

"On weekdays, I only use a mace, which is very powerful. The demon kings with a radius of thousands of miles are no match for it, and I have never seen others."

Wu Ming was afraid that he would be dishonest and called again for a while, and asked repeatedly to feel at ease.

"Master Dao, I have already said everything, can I let my life go?"

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Pindao wants to borrow your clothes and life, don't blame me."

boom -

"It's strange that there is only thunder and no raindrops tonight."

Xiaoleiyin Temple
If it's true that the world of mortals can't reach the real fairyland, the pure land recruits a good dojo.

Wu Ming went into the Zhulan Yuhu, bypassed the painted pillars and carved beams, and entered the second gate.

There are seventeen arhats in the hall, and there is a lotus platform above it, and a demon is sitting on it.

Look at him:
With a disheveled head, bright eyes and yellow eyebrows, a square mouth with fangs and a nose hanging from the gallbladder, this shape is not as good as a beast, and it looks like a human without being human.

Wu Ming paid his respects first, but the demon king only waved his hand.

"Little Sixteen is back? How many souls have you collected?"

All the evil arhats asked.

"Hey, you don't know, come here and see how much I charge."

Wu Ming shook the jade bottle and yelled loudly.

"Cut, how much can there be?"

Seeing that what he said was interesting, everyone couldn't help being a little curious, and gathered together one after another.

"Look at—"

Seeing that his seventeen arhats were all approaching, Wu Ming suddenly threw up the jade bottle and chanted a spell to enclose them one by one.

This action made the demon king startled, he jumped up and punched him down.

"Where did the splashy things come to play tricks on you yellow-browed master!"

Wu Ming also sneered, put away the bottle and fought him with his fists aside.

After walking for a few rounds, he was still a little worried that this guy had a golden cymbal or a race bag, but then he relaxed a little.

The yellow-browed king is really loose in his fists and feet now, he was beaten back and forth by Wu Ming, and he was punched and scratched a few times, which aroused his ferocity.

Pulling himself to the back of the lotus platform, he took out a mace, and hit Wu Ming on the head.

"What kind of majesty do you want to show off, come and give me a blow from the master!"

Wu Ming also pulled out his halberd and caught up head-on.

That servant is a good hand with weapons, and he can only see that his stick skills are neat and his body skills are sharp.

The two went out of the hall and jumped up in mid-air, which was another good kill.

Fang Tianhalberd and mace are all like magic weapons.One refused to give in at first, and the other became even angrier when confronted.The halberd, the stick, and the two greet each other, and neither will give in to life or death.

There was no win or loss in the thirty rounds, but the goblin was a little weak, expecting that he was no match for him, so he called all the little goblins who came over to join him.

Wu Ming immediately called out loudly, becoming as big as a hundred feet.

Immediately, the monsters were frightened and frightened, and they were afraid to go forward.

The yellow-browed king was also frightened, and shouted sharply: "Who the hell are you? Come here to make trouble with the master!"

"Demon, you don't know me? Listen carefully, don't scare you!"

"Originally, I was a fairy in the world of mortals, living in the temple of haze and yellow flowers. The Taishang Dao ancestor granted the edict and spread my way to the east. I crossed the mountains and crossed the rivers and rivers, and the demons and demons made peace. I!"

Upon hearing this, the Yellow-browed King exclaimed in surprise: "You are the Taoist who went east? I heard that you have some skills, so you go and spread your Taoism. It has nothing to do with my cultivation of Buddhahood. Why come to my Taoist place to spoil!"

"Hey, what kind of thing are you, who dare to say big words about cultivating a Buddha here if you hurt your life, don't go, I'll kill you!"

Under the blessing of Fatianxiangdi, Wu Ming swung his halberd like a mountain, smashing monsters into meat paste.

This little Leiyin Temple couldn't stand the devastation, and it became a pile of ruins in a short while.

The Yellow-Browed King looked distressed and used the mace to hit him, but his strength was far from Wu Ming's, and he was split in mid-air by a halberd.

Suddenly another ray of precious light flew out and hit him. Fortunately, the mace blocked it slightly, but it also landed on the mountain road.

Wu Ming immediately shrunk down and chased after him at a high speed, scaring the Yellow-Browed King to run around like a headless fly.

"You really want to kill everything!"

In the midst of grief and anger, the Yellow-browed King suddenly saw a Buddha statue in front of him with a big belly and a smiling face.

He knelt down in front of him: "Buddha, please show mercy and save the disciple, the disciple is willing to convert."

Suddenly there was a sneer in the air: "You don't usually burn incense, so you are holding Buddha's feet temporarily?"

Just as he was about to kill him with a halberd, he heard a laugh in the air.

"Haha, the real man spares his life, my temple still lacks a boy who is exhausted."

　Thanks to book friend Xiao Qinzao for the reward, and thank you for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)