Honghuang, my disciple ruined Journey to the West

Chapter 327 Arrangement to cover the sky and kill the catastrophe, the Black Emperor Sutra is now in the world!
Without explaining too much to Li Chengqian, Zhao Qing fell on the top of a cliff.

The mana was gathered between the palms, and in an instant, a mysterious light was drawn out from the storage space by him, turning into a huge array, and the runes rotated like regular gears.

The array expands, spreads!
In an instant, covering millions of miles!
The huge exotic atmosphere diffused, with strange and distorted fluctuations, as if the world covered by the talisman had turned into a huge melting pot.

A series of obscure rays of light were born from it, but we couldn't see their true colors clearly!

The whole world seems to be being transformed rapidly, and at the same time, the dense air covers this place.

Relying on Li Chengqian's realm and morality, he couldn't see what his master was doing at all.

In fact, Zhao Qing just arranged the "Evolution Covering the Sky", because of the system, he didn't spend much mana.

After a short time.

The billowing mist quickly churned, hiding the land of millions of miles here.

But the powerful destructive aura released just now disappeared in an instant and returned to calm.

However, it was terribly quiet, with a feeling of death, as if it had become a huge tomb.

"This?"

"This is too motherly, and too scary!"

"What's in the mist? Why do I feel shuddering when I stand here?"

Li Chengqian, who was standing not far from Zhao Qing, felt chills running down his back. If Master wasn't here, he would definitely stay away from here.

Because here, he felt a powerful terror, as if as long as he entered this land of a million miles, he would be wiped out.

At the same time, a huge altar appeared above the void, and quickly fell under the cliff, suppressing the land of millions of miles, reducing the feeling of palpitations and uneasiness by most.

The altar exudes an ancient atmosphere and looks a little dilapidated. I don't know how many years it has existed.

"Hey, it's done!"

"Fortunately, arranging this 'evolution covering the sky' is a reward from the system. If you rely on yourself alone, it would be extremely difficult to arrange such a massacre!"

Zhao Qing couldn't help showing a bit of joy.

Seeing Li Chengqian standing beside him, Zhao Qing walked over and shouted, "Chengqian!"

But Li Chengqian seemed to be stupid and didn't reply.

With the help of the power in the Taoist robe, Zhao Qing shouted again: "Chengqian!"

The voice was like thunder, and Li Chengqian immediately came back to his senses.

His complexion became a little paler, and Li Chengqian hurriedly said respectfully: "Master!"

Zhao Qing smiled slightly, seeing Li Chengqian's reaction, he was quite refreshed.

Look, this arrangement to cover up the sky and kill the catastrophe frightened and stunned his disciples.

"Chengqian, later you go to arrange it, guide the tiger spirit, and lead the group of Buddhist disciples of Buddha, Bodhisattva and Arhat here."

"When they get here, we just need to watch the excitement, and the deity doesn't need to make a move!"

Zhao Qing ordered.

Li Chengqian was a little embarrassed: "But Master, Junior Brother Hu Jing is with thousands of Buddha monks. I can't get close at all, and I can't tell Junior Brother Hu Jing about your plan through sound transmission, Master."

Zhao Qing said calmly: "It's not difficult, it just needs to be like this."

After saying that, Zhao Qing took out a scroll of scriptures from the system storage space and handed it to Li Chengqian.

That volume of scriptures seemed ordinary to Zhao Qing.

but.

It fell into Li Chengqian's eyes, but he was terrified, as if there was a violent storm in his eyes.

There are three dark characters above the scriptures: Black Emperor Sutra!
Although he had never seen "Zhou Tian" in the Zangshu Pavilion of the Taoist Temple, Li Chengqian heard about Zhe Tian from his brothers and sisters, and he admired Ye Tiandi, Wushi Great Emperor, and Ruthless Emperor among them.

And the Black Emperor Sutra was created by the bull-dog Black Emperor in Zhetian.

Zhao Qing said as usual: "I found this Black Emperor's Sutra in the Treasure Pavilion by accident earlier. That Tiger Spirit, when he was in the Treasure Pavilion, his favorite book was Zhetian!"

"After seeing this scripture, Tiger Spirit should know what to do."

"You go!"

"Yes, Master!" Putting away the Black Emperor Sutra, Li Chengqian bowed respectfully, his eyes could not hide his excitement.

Master actually has the supreme scriptures in the dojo books!

Thinking about it makes me feel appalled!
. . . . . .

Go deep into Beiju Luzhou.

A land of mountains.

It is only a thousand miles away from Wanyao Mountain, the center of Beiju Luzhou.

And Wanyao Mountain is the place where the remnants of the Yaozu live.

Seeing that they were about to approach Wan Yao Mountain, the eyes of the three warriors who had followed the tiger spirit were clearly vigilant and murderous, and their eyes were wide open.

Avalokitesvara called Tiger Jing: "Tiger Jing, stop for me!"

Tiger Jing's face was not good-looking, showing an ugly smile, and asked: "Master Guanyin, do you call me?"

Guanyin said angrily: "Hmph, of course I'm calling you!"

"What kind of tricks are you tiger spirit playing? It's been a while, and you're approaching the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, why can't you find where the Demon God is?"

"My patience to wait is limited!"

"If you, a tiger spirit, dare to deceive us on purpose, you should know what will happen to you!!"

Tiger meticulously trembled, a little sad, and thought: "Why don't you tell me, anyway, it's impossible for me to lure them to the dojo, and really go to find the demon god!"

"Anyway, he will die sooner or later. The worst thing is to show it directly and humiliate these stinky monks!"

But after thinking about it, Tiger Spirit felt that he was at a disadvantage by doing so.

It was okay to die, but he felt ashamed to die for nothing.

"Otherwise. Hehe, this tiger spirit is really too smart to come up with such a bad idea!"

Tiger Spirit glanced in the direction of Wan Yao Mountain, and an idea came to his mind.

Otherwise, they would lure these disciples of Lingshan Buddhism, Buddha, to Wanyao Mountain, and say that the demon god was hidden by the demon god of Wanyao Mountain.

At that time, if the Yaozu and the Buddhist sect fight, even if the Buddhist sect has a strong background, they will still suffer somewhat in the territory of the Yaozu.

The so-called, a strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake!

As long as Buddhism suffers, that's fine!

Anyway, they can't make it easier.

The tiger spirit hurriedly revealed a terrified look, and said in a trembling voice: "How can it be, Guanyin Bodhisattva, three great masters, you can't wrong me."

"I'm the most timid tiger spirit. I want to live, not die."

"Besides, as long as I help you find the demon god, I will also be credited. I believe that Guanyin will treat me kindly."

"Although I'm a tiger spirit, I'm still very witty"

Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Puxian watched the tiger talking nonsense quietly, and the coldness in their eyes became more intense.

Even, Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra sent voices in private, trying to use their means together to capture the tiger spirit, and then search their souls for information about the location of the demon god.

When Tiger Jing saw the gloomy eyes of the three Buddhist masters, he knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

He was going to tell them the method he came up with just now, and lead them to the Ten Thousand Monster Mountain to fight. As for whether the conflict could be intensified, Tiger Spirit couldn't control it, after all, Buddhists are not fools.

Who would have guessed.

Not waiting for the tiger to speak, the Buddha, a disciple of the Qianling Mountain who followed the three great men, heard a sound of restlessness.

A Buddha exclaimed, "Look, what is that?"

"Great Qian Dao Rhyme circulates, vast like an abyss, it should be a rare treasure!"

"No, no, it's not a magic weapon, it's a scripture book!"

Thousands of Buddha disciples looked behind them.

I saw a scroll of scriptures suspended in the void, and countless auras of heaven and earth gathered towards it. The dark and mysterious scriptures rippled, and the miraculous light flowed, attracting people's eyes and astonishing souls.

"It's not a Buddhist scripture!"

"But, it should be a scroll of the Supreme Treasure Sutra!"

"Such treasured scriptures are comparable to magic arts. If one can cultivate them, the benefits will be endless!"

The Buddhist disciple Buddha, who was originally silent and had a strict Dharma appearance, all showed fanatical eyes.

Even more helpless, the Buddha rushed towards the scriptures.

But when he saw the three words that emerged from that volume of scriptures, he was a little lonely and sad at first, but the tiger spirit who was about to fool the Buddha and the demon clan into a fight, had all kinds of joy in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)