Datang Lianzhong Sanyuan, shocked to hear that my father killed a dragon in a dream

Chapter 185 Bailong's vindictiveness, return journey, changes in the magic way
The Tathagata Buddha replied briefly, and the complexions of Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra turned even darker.

Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra are one of the Twelve Golden Immortals who betrayed the teachings and entered Buddhism, and only obtained the supreme fruit position of the Bodhisattva. Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Xiao Bailong just took a scripture and surpassed the fruit of the Bodhisattva. above?

How can this be tolerated?How can this mind be balanced?

The seven Bodhisattvas including Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra looked at Jin Chanzi again, and said: "Jin Chan Buddha, poor monks and others think that Monkey King, Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha, and Little White Dragon are not worthy of such a high status. Is it too sloppy? Too crony?"

"well said!"

"This seat is to be cronyistic, what do you think?" Chen Jiangliu looked coldly at Guanyin and other Bodhisattvas.

"..." When Guanyin, Manjusri, and Puxian met such a powerful Jin Chanzi, they were choked up all of a sudden, and they didn't shy away from cronyism at all!
"If you are dissatisfied, go to Sumeru and tell the saint. If the saint disagrees, I will immediately cancel the imperial seal."

Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Puxian looked like pig livers and said nothing.

The sages have conferred Jin Chanzi as the Buddha, how many fruits will they care about?To complain to the saint?ask for trouble.

"Poor monk... Poor monk and others have no objection!" Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra almost gritted their teeth.

"No objection is fine!"

Luck is mysterious and mysterious, the low-level monks of the three realms compete for blessings such as Lingbao, Dongtian, etc., and when they reach the level of great powers, what they are fighting for is the luck of heaven and earth!
Luck is added to the body, and all laws are invincible!
Chen Jiangliu Buddha's great luck will benefit the most, and Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk, and Little White Dragon will surpass all Bodhisattvas, King Kong, Arhats, and Buddhas in one leap!

In the hall, it fell into silence again.

Xiao Bailong took a step forward, knelt down on the ground, and saluted Chen Jiang, "Master, this disciple is wronged!"

"The disciple has a big injustice!"

Sitting on the golden lotus throne, Chen Jiangliu nodded, "What's wrong with you, just tell me, I'll make the decision for you as a teacher!"

"Master, my disciple's uncle, the Dragon King of Jinghe, was originally the Dragon King of the Jinghe River. He made a bet with others because he protected the water spirit of the Jinghe River. When it rained, he was beheaded by the Heavenly Court, and the dragon soul was suppressed in the Nether Yin Mountain. Behind the scenes, I have suffered countless sufferings, and I will never be reborn..."

"Poor uncle spent his whole life in the clouds and rain, accumulating blessings, but he ended up like this. It's not fair, the sky is not fair, the heaven is not fair!" Xiao Bailong cried loudly, the suppressed emotions in his heart gushing out.

Your Highness, Guanyin, Manjusri, and Puxian heard Xiaobailong's justice, and they couldn't help but secretly glanced at each other, their expressions were a little uneasy. When they were in charge of beheading the Jinghe Dragon King, they used tricks.

Chen Jiangliu listened to what Xiao Bailong said, and nodded knowingly, "What the Heavenly Court did is indeed against the rules of heaven!"

Chen Jiangliu looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva, and asked seriously: "Guanyin, you were in charge of this matter back then, what's your explanation?"

Avalokitesvara suppressed her panic and stepped forward calmly, "Buddha, this matter has nothing to do with the poor monk."

"Back then, it was the heavenly court who pronounced the decree, and the monk was just supervised and beheaded."

"And, as far as the poor monk knows, the dragon soul of the Jinghe Dragon King is not behind the Yin Mountain."

"So, it wasn't that Little White Dragon lied, or Heavenly Court took the Dragon King's soul of Jinghe into custody on its own initiative, and had nothing to do with the poor monk." Guanyin Bodhisattva explained.

"impossible!"

"Uncle's father dreamed of himself. After he was beheaded, his soul was taken to Yinshan Mountain to suffer." Xiao Bailong said loudly.

Guanyin glanced at the little white dragon, and said casually, "Maybe it's a dream that you miss the Dragon King of Jinghe so much."

"I have evidence. Uncle gave me the jade pendant when he fell asleep!" Xiao Bailong said as he took out the dragon-shaped jade pendant, which exuded the breath of the Dragon King of Jinghe.

"The poor monk doesn't know, maybe the Buddha can ask the Jade Emperor of Heaven." Guanyin took a step back and said no more.

Chen Jiangliu was expressionless, and sneered from the bottom of his heart, "I picked myself clean right now."

"Of course I want to ask!"

"Senior Brother Jinchanzi, learning from the scriptures is a major plan for my Buddhist sect. The Dharma has not yet been spread to the east. I hope that senior brother will put Buddhism first, pass down the Dharma first, and then investigate this matter!" The Tathagata Buddha said from the side.

Chen Jiangliu stepped down from the golden lotus throne, helped Xiao Bailong up, patted Xiao Bailong on the shoulder, and gave him a reassuring look, "Master will definitely find out the truth of this matter!"

"Thank you, master, disciple!" Xiao Bailong saluted again.

"Where are the scriptures? Learn from them!"

"Kasyapa, Ananda, take the golden cicada Buddha to the Sutra Pavilion."

"Yes, follow my Buddha Tathagata's decree."

Kasyapa and Ananda led Chen Jiangliu's disciples to the Sutra Pavilion.

Kassapa and Ananda were greedy for ordinary things, but they dared not show any respect in front of Chen Jiangliu, and presented the real scriptures respectfully.

Tripitaka, talk about the sky, talk about the earth, cross ghosts.

Chen Jiangliu's five masters and apprentices took the authentic scriptures, left Daleiyin Temple, and returned to the way they came from.

All the Buddhas in the hall breathed a sigh of relief, facing Jin Chanzi, a rascal, still felt a little oppressed.

The scriptures have been sent out, now all we need to do is wait for Jin Chanzi to send it back to the Tang Dynasty, complete the calamity, the West will prosper, and Buddhism will prosper!
When coming, the road is full of thorns and bumps, but when returning, the road is smooth, as if blessed by the power of heaven and earth, you can travel thousands of miles in a day.

The Journey to the West is coming to an end, and the hidden masters have withdrawn their sights and practiced in seclusion.

The Heavenly Court withdrew the Xingjun Siyu, and the Buddhism also removed most of the surveillance.

Just wait for Jin Chanzi to return to Datang, back to Datang!

Just after the gods and gods withdrew their gazes.

Anping Prefecture, Duke Huguo's Mansion.

Wei Shuyu issued a second-level mobilization order, and the hidden bad people began to become active, and carried out the final expansion and digestion.

Information from the four major continents has been continuously transmitted to Anping.

In particular, thousands of bad people were hidden.

Tongtianhe!
If Wei Shuyu's guess is correct, another strange mist that roams the chessboard of heaven and earth is about to appear!
The catastrophe was surging, and it was weaker than before, but Wei Shuyu sensed a trace of unusual ferocity from the catastrophe, which did not belong to the prehistoric!

From outside!

After traveling thousands of miles a day, Chen Jiangliu's five masters and apprentices finally arrived at Tongtianhe!
at the same time.

Outer Territory, Demon Realm.

Heavenly Demon Palace.

The strange demonic energy surged, and several real demons showed excited eyes, "Devil ancestor, the Buddhist scriptures have arrived at Tongtianhe!"

The first seat of the Tianmo Palace, the weird mood hidden in the dark mist also changed, and said in an extremely solemn and serious tone: "Hei Pao, go to Tong Tianhe!"

Underneath, the real demon wearing a black robe exuded the aura of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal (the three corpses are quasi-sages and less than the sub-sages). He took a step forward and said respectfully and enthusiastically: "The black robe obeys the decree of the ancestor of the demon!"

"The Demon Ancestor's plan, don't make half a mistake, this subordinate begs the Demon Ancestor to let Evil Zhu and Jidu assist his subordinates..." the black robe begged.

The Heavenly Demon God is evil, the Demon Venerable Jidu, and the Demon Ancestor Luohu is the real Hunyuan Daluo!

"Quite!" The voice in the dark mist was strange, exuding supreme majesty, not weaker than Daozu Hongjun in the slightest!
……

Tongtian River.

As soon as Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice walked to the river, they were about to use magical powers to cross the river, when they saw a black head popping out from the bottom of the river.

A big old turtle swam out of the water and shouted cordially: "Elder, holy monk, I will ferry you across the river, and I will ferry you across the river."

Chen Jiangliu had an impression of this old turtle, and nodded with a smile, "Okay."

The old turtle slowly approached, the turtle shell pattern on its back was even more mysterious and strange, and there were bursts of black energy from its abdomen, even if Chen Jiangliu and Sun Wukong used their magical powers, they would not be able to see it.

Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice put the scriptures on the turtle's back, and the old turtle floated on the water, carrying Chen Jiangliu's master and disciples on their backs to swim towards the other side of the river.

Halfway through the swim, the old turtle suddenly asked, "Holy Monk, what did the Tathagata Buddha say?"

Chen Jiangliu was taken aback, "Huh? What should I say?"

"It's the old turtle, when can I escape from the catastrophe and change form!" the old turtle reminded.

"Ah, this..." Chen Jiangliu showed embarrassment on his face, and when he was in Lingshan, he was so focused on telling all the Buddhas to fight with the Tathagata Buddha that he completely forgot about the old turtle's commission.

Seeing the hesitation on Chen Jiangliu's face, Laobie's voice became cold, "What? Didn't the holy monk ask Laobie?"

"Definitely next time, okay?" Chen Jiangliu knew he was wrong, and asked in a low voice.

"Ahahaha, ahahaha!" The old turtle let out a cold and strange laugh, and immediately began to sway his body indiscriminately.

"Ma De, why does this old turtle hold grudges so much?" Chen Jiangliu led all his disciples, and was about to take off off the back of the turtle with the scriptures on his shoulders.

At this time, a mysterious black energy surged up from the river, and suppressed Chen Jiangliu's master and disciples on the back of the turtle.

Tongtianhe, Chenjia Village, with a pair of eyes attached to the stone statue made by the villagers for Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice, staring at Tongtianhe, secretly said: "Here we come!"

"Not good! This old turtle has a bit of ability!"

"Grumble!"

No matter how hard Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice tried, they couldn't escape the turtle's back, and sank to the bottom of the river along with the scriptures.

On the clouds of the Nine Heavens, only Medicine Buddha was protecting him. Seeing this scene, he wanted to save Jin Chanzi, but was faintly blocked by a force.

Pharmacist Buddha's face was shocked, "Could it be that... the catastrophe is not complete? The way of heaven is making up for the catastrophe?"

After a long time.

Chen Jiangliu was wet and struggled to climb ashore, spitting sand in his mouth, "Bah! Bah! Bah, don't let the poor monk meet this old turtle next time, or he will definitely catch stew!"

Brother Sun Wukong climbed up to the shore holding the scriptures, and they were also drenched.

Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice were secretly influenced by a force, thinking that it was normal for them to fall into the river and get wet... they forgot about having magic power.

The scriptures had been soaked in water and wrinkled.

"What should I do? Let it dry."

Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentice found several large rocks, lined them up, and began to dry the scriptures.

But at this time, an extremely secretive black air blew, and the scriptures automatically turned pages, and certain pages were gently printed on the rock surface.

The scriptures are wet, how can the wind move them?

Chen Jiangliu's master and apprentices dried the scriptures and went fishing a long time ago, so they didn't notice this weird scene at all.

The spirit eyes on the stone statue in Chenjiacun had a panoramic view of this scene, "As expected...as expected they came for the scriptures!"

"Even the pharmacist can't detect the vision..."

"The sage Jieyin and Zhunti may also be watching Chen Jiangliu, but he hasn't found any abnormal phenomena... That can only show that the magician is also powerful, at least at the level of a saint!"

Wei Shuyu is not surprised at all that there is a magic cultivator at the level of a saint in the way of magic!

The Demon Ancestor and the Dao Ancestor are equally famous, and even Hongjun found a few monks of the same level who were behind him, and only then did he defeat the Demon Dao...

There are six saints under Hongjun's sect, three thousand powerful guests, and there are saints under Mozu's sect... It's not surprising at all...

What worries Wei Shuyu is whether the master of the demonic way...can come to the prehistoric world of the Three Realms, if he can...the situation will be extremely chaotic, and the Taoist demons will start a war again, and the tragedy is conceivable!

Wei Shuyu tends to not be able to... When the magic way makes a comeback, it seems that there is no sky if he can do it... The black-robed guardians and others are just so-so.

"The magic will come back, but it won't come back completely, so... it's still under control!"

Wei Shuyu withdrew his purple-eyed spirit vision and dissipated into the world.

……

The five masters and apprentices Chen Jiangliu ate and drank, and returned to the rock. The scriptures were dry, so they repacked them, and walked towards Datang, one step at a time, one step at a time...

Medicine Buddha's eyes followed Jin Chanzi, he didn't care about the strange things in Tongtianhe, Quan thought that the way of heaven was making up for the disaster.

After Chen Jiangliu's master and disciples walked away, there was a faint black light on the rock where the scriptures were drying, and several pages of scriptures and Buddhist characters emerged...

Another burst of black mist emerged, and the rock disappeared without a trace.

Under the Tongtian River.

The old turtle is talking to the man in black.

"Guardian, have you completed the old turtle's mission?"

The black-robed protector nodded in satisfaction, "It's well done."

"Then promise to give Laobie the position of Marshal of the Water Palace of the Three Realms?"

"There will be, but not now!"

"When was that?"

"Wait until the time comes!"

After the black robe finished speaking, he threw a black lotus flower, and a deep black hole opened, and the powerful suction sucked the black robe and the old turtle together.

At the bottom of the Tongtian River, after the vortex passed, it returned to calm, and there was no abnormality. Perhaps only a sage came in person to discover the remaining wisp of black air.

This wisp of black air was swallowed into the stomach by a fish spirit, the fish spirit's eyes were red, and it slammed wildly until it burst and there was no trace left.

Heavenly Demon Palace.

The black-robed guardian was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao of the Three Realms and became a Da Luo Jinxian whose cultivation had returned to that of a Hunyuan Jinxian. He stepped forward respectfully, and said frantically, "Demon Ancestor, the scriptures have been fetched!"

The black robe waved his hand, and a rock appeared, with several pages of rubbings of key Buddhist scriptures printed on it.

The strange dark mist slowly dissipated, and a middle-aged man in black walked out slowly. His face was handsome and calm, and he had returned to his innocence.

The creator of the magic way, Rahu!

Luo Hu glanced at a few pages of scriptures, and slowly closed his eyes, the aura of the devil way surged around him, and there was a terrifying pressure.

I do not know how long it has been.

Luo Hu slowly opened his eyes, the black pupils flickering brightly, and said to himself: "Hongjun was not wrong back then, Jieyin and Zhunti did have great perseverance and great understanding, and opened up eight hundred heresy ways on the basis of the magic way. !"

If the monks of the three realms of the prehistoric world heard what the man in front of them said, they would be terrified.

Buddhism...was actually developed from the foundation of the magic way?

The Buddha and the devil share one thought!
One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a devil!
"Send the scriptures to the Abyss of Darkness, demon cultivators above Hunyuan Golden Immortal will not be able to return to the wilderness for the time being!"

"Let him go back to the prehistoric world first, and after rebuilding the foundation of the demonic way, it will be the day when Urahu returns to the prehistoric world!"

After Luo Hu finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the twelfth-rank black lotus hanging on the main hall of Tianmo Palace floated onto the rock.

The black-robed guardian nodded knowingly, and sent the rock together with the twelfth-rank Black Lotus into the Abyss of Darkness.

Abyss of darkness.

Boundless, without light, oppressive, and fierce to the extreme.

In the abyss of darkness, a monk sat quietly.

He was wearing a white monk's robe, with his eyes closed tightly, resisting the endless violence and fierceness. A figure of a woman appeared in the mind of the man in white, with bulging veins all over his forehead.

"Ah!" After a painful roar, the monk in white disappeared, replaced by a big monk with loose black hair and black clothes, with cold eyes.

"The sky has no eyes, the sky is not fair, she... is so good..."

"What's the use of God?"

"My name has no sky!"

(End of this chapter)