The Green Snake of the Great Wilderness becomes enlightened

Chapter 560: Social Citizens

Qingluo's huge and ethereal primordial spirit has solidified a lot, transforming from imaginary to real.The same huge body also has more and more meanings of Dao, and it becomes more and more mysterious, even so mysterious that there are only Tao and Law, and there are no other emotions!
Qing Luo silently evolved his will in his heart, he needs time,
Ninety thousand years!
After 9 years, the true meaning of the Dao will be gathered and manifested, and the Yanjie will be derived into a real big world, and the big world dominated by him is even more his Dao domain!
At that time, it was a chance for him to kill the corpse, a chance to step into the realm of Hunyuan and transcend the nine heavens!
Qing Luo once again sank down to comprehend Taoism, and stopped paying too much attention to the affairs of the prehistoric world.

After seeing the red-maned white horse under Tang Monk's crotch, the little white dragon in the city of Evernight felt relieved, and the mixed black and red qi above his head also turned into clean qi.

The little white dragon in the city that never sleeps, even if the Buddhist sect wants to please others, he has to consider the trouble of cause and effect. Besides, although he left a white dragon, he got a dragon girl, and replaced the little white dragon with the daughter of the Dragon King of All Saints. With the calamity of calamity, Xiao Bailong can escape from the calamity of Journey to the West.

Although he also lost the opportunity to go to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, he also kept the purity of the orthodox blood of the Dragon Clan, he is still a dragon!

On Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, the Virgin of Wudang sent back the two immortals, and the golden hoop immortal Ma Sui and Yu Hua.

The two of them received the decree and went straight to the place where the Tang monk and his disciples were.

In addition, Tang Seng and his disciples continued to go west on the road, and the red-maned dragon horse under their feet was miraculous and could travel thousands of miles a day, but Tang Seng didn't notice it.

Because although the dragon horse travels thousands of miles a day, Tang Seng sitting on the horse can't feel the bumps. He only feels that the journey is much faster than before.

Monkey King, on the other hand, sees it through but doesn't explain it through, but he is just using the half-baked magic that shrinks the ground to an inch to travel thousands of miles a day, even if he travels thousands of miles a day, he can keep up.

It's just that he couldn't get the horse, he was not sure, and he was always afraid that he might not find the horse when he turned around.The original saddle and other imperial horse equipment were all lost, and even the intact imperial horse equipment could not hold the dragon horse.

Monkey King was thinking about when and where to find a piece of Lingbao-level imperial horse equipment, so that he would not worry that Tang Seng would disappear as soon as he turned his head.

This is not a joke, this trip to the Lingshan of the West Heaven is more than a hundred million miles away?If Tang Seng was really allowed to ride a horse, it would take hundreds of years to travel thousands of miles a day. He didn't believe that Tang Seng's mortal body could support the Great Leiyin Temple in the West Heaven.

Although Sun Wukong didn't know what the Buddhist plan was, he thought that there were only a few tricks that could cross the infinite space. If it wasn't the law of space, it was a magical power similar to the Buddha in the palm. He has a lot of luck and believes in calamity, so he wants to see what kind of supernatural powers Buddhism has?
And in this kind of supernatural power of space and latitude, one wrong step may cause a gap of thousands of miles, that is, from being close at hand, to being lost to a different side of the world.

Sun Wukong had to be careful.

After the two walked for half a month, one evening, the master and the apprentice came to a village called Lishe Village, and there was a shrine named Lishe Temple in the village.

Tang monk, master and apprentice went to Lishe Temple to spend the night.

There is only a sixty-year-old father-in-law and a little girl with braids in the temple.

After Tang Seng reported his background, the father-in-law hurriedly welcomed Tang Seng into the house.

The old man said: "Girl, hurry up and go to the villagers to ask for some fast food to fill the holy monk's belly."

The braided girl nodded hurriedly, and smiled at Tang Seng and Tang Seng without fear.

Seeing this, Tang Seng said: "My father-in-law, let my apprentice go. Children are always a little worried when it gets dark."

The old father-in-law waved his hand, and a kind smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "Holy monk, don't worry, my girl is dumb. Although I lost my parents, I still have my old bones to take care of you. The folks take good care of the girl. In our village, there is no village in the front, no store in the back, and there is no need to pay any taxes or corvee. We live in the shrine. The ancestors have been peaceful in this mountain for hundreds of years. You see In the front room, there are thousands of wooden tablets and spiritual tablets, all of which were passed down peacefully by the ancestors."

After hearing this, the monk Tang couldn't help clasping his hands together and said: "Amitabha, your land is really a precious land. The people have enough food and clothing to worry about peace and happiness. It is really a pure land in the world."

After the two chatted for a while, the girl came over with the fast food and handed it to Tang Seng with a smile.

Tang Seng looked at this girl who was dressed in rags but was able to live happily. He couldn't help feeling pity in his heart. He took the fast and said, "Amitabha! Son, this poor monk prays to my Buddha, I wish you a happy life in this life."

As the words fell, Sun Wukong, who was standing beside him bored, was startled.

Tang Seng is a person with countless good fortunes, and his fortune is so powerful that even the mightiest of heaven and earth can't match it. His blessings are absolutely earth-shaking changes for an ordinary child, but he saw the girl's head. There is nothingness, nothing has changed, and it is even different from the red, black, blue, yellow, purple and other colors of luck of ordinary mortals.

Monkey King rubbed his eyes, and looked at the girl with piercing eyes, but the top of her head remained unchanged.

He was astonished in his heart, such a situation would not have happened even if his realm had fallen, unless the girl was not human!
Thinking of this, Monkey King immediately wanted to hit it with a stick, but he really didn't understand where the girl came from.Afraid that Tang Seng would be fascinated by the existence of this most likely a demon, he recited the magic spell.

After several times of thinking, Sun Wukong calmed down and didn't say much, just stood beside Tang Seng silently.

Tang Seng talked with the old man for a long time, and when he heard that they lacked a pair of horse-regulating utensils, the old man said with a smile: "It's really a coincidence, little old man, there was a royal blacksmith in my ancestors who made a very good pair of horse-riding utensils. It's a pity Where can there be a good horse with a good saddle in this small mountain village?

The arrival of the holy monk today is indeed a destiny! "

Tang Seng hurriedly evaded and said: "How can the poor monk He De match the relics of the old man's ancestors? It is absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible!"

After the old man said several times, Tang Seng had no choice but to end up with the utensils sent by the old man.

When Sun Wukong saw this pair of utensils, his eyes flashed. The horse-controlling utensils, whether it is the bridle, bridle, horse rein, or saddle, saddle belt, tartar belt, barrier mud, etc., are all excellent spirit treasures. This pair of imperial horse utensils is comparable to the top-grade Lingbao of Houtian!
With the existence of such a spirit treasure, this old man is probably also a powerful existence!Sun Wukong's mind was tense, and he was always on guard against the old and the young.

Tang Seng asked Sun Wukong to take the imperial horse utensils to match the white horse. Sure enough, the magical dragon horse is even more majestic with such utensils. It is lined with layers of velvet thatch and held by three strands of purple silk rope.The scalp of the bridle is tied with clusters of bright flowers, and the cloud fan is painted in the shape of golden dancing animals.

Even Sun Wukong couldn't help but look at it a few more times. This dragon horse with a saddle is really handsome.

At night, both master and apprentice rested, and the whole Lishe village fell into silence, except for the occasional barking of dogs and insects, everything was silent.

On the second day, when Tang Seng got up, he saw the noise of people outside the house. He hurriedly got up, dressed and washed his face, and walked out of the house.

Looking outside, I saw that there were many villagers standing outside the house. When Tang Seng came out, they all called him a holy monk.

Men and women of all ages.

Women who can only do rough work all their lives hold the newly sewn clothes in their hands after a night of hard work, and rough men who only know how to chop firewood and hunt hold wild boar that is extremely difficult to hunt.

Innocent children wearing patched clothes, wiping away the drool with their sleeves from time to time with precious grapes that they are reluctant to eat, and the hunchbacked old man over a few decades holding a wooden box that has been dusty for many years. . .

Every villager came to admire the appearance of the holy monk, and all came to see the legendary holy monk. The legend of the holy monk passed down from the mouth of the ancestors to their generation was finally seen today.

In such a village with simple folk customs and no disputes with the world, the villagers all took out their treasured or precious things to visit the holy monk, just to meet the holy monk, listen to a Buddhist teaching, and form a relationship !

Tang Seng was moved. He was just an ascetic monk, not a holy monk. He had not fully realized the Dharma.

Tang Seng preached the Dharma to these villagers, and tried his best to explain it.Not for anything else, just for these sincere hearts.

When the sun was three poles high, Tang Seng and his disciples set off, and they were sent off by the villagers of Lishe.

It's just that Monkey King found out that something was wrong. The dragon and horse could travel thousands of miles a day, but now they can only travel tens of miles a day!
Monkey King immediately thought that the problem was with the horse equipment.Tang Seng also felt that the dragon horse was not as fast as it used to be.

Sun Wukong communicated with Yanluo with his spiritual thoughts, and Yanluo said that her mana was the same all over her body, but she couldn't use her whole body's mana at all when using the magic that shrunk to an inch.Even, the imperial horse equipment on this body is compatible with her body, just like the golden hoop on the top of Monkey King, once put on, it can never be taken off again!
Hearing this, he couldn't help scolding the insidious old man, he managed to travel thousands of miles a day to get to the Western Lingshan earlier, and now this trip is nowhere in sight.

After walking for half a day, Monkey King still didn't feel tired, but Tang Seng was already dizzy from the bumps.After Sun Wukong puts on the golden hoop, although his mana and supernatural powers are greatly reduced, the interference of Jieqi on his mind is also greatly reduced. In addition, the improvement of his own state of mind is more effective in suppressing evil thoughts.

Tang Seng has a mortal body, and his vegetarian body is already weak. Coupled with the loss of dragon horse mana, riding a horse is still a torment for him.

He could only rest for a while, drink some water, and eat some dry food.

Sun Wukong is holding a golden cudgel, wearing a golden hoop on his head, holding a wild grass root in his mouth, leaning against the trunk of a big tree, looking up at the sunset.

Suddenly, a soaring blood fiend rose up behind him, and a gigantic giant blade that lifted the sky brought a bloody storm. Countless flying birds were paralyzed by the momentum and fell straight to the ground.

Tang Seng was taken aback, hurriedly tightened his cassock, raised his tin staff, and got up on guard.

But Sun Wukong spit out the weeds with his mouth open, straightened up, held the golden cudgel, and said: "It's finally here! My old grandson has been waiting for a long time!"

(End of this chapter)