Journey to the West: Yinhu Zhenjun

Chapter 278: Buddha comes from the east to save Huang Mei, and the immortal energy is filled with murderous intent.
Xiaoxi Tianqian.

The gods were naturally overjoyed to be saved, and the demons in the mountains were also eradicated.

The four Tang monks gathered together, and the immortals complimented each other. At that time, clouds rolled in the distance, and rays of light shot straight into the sea of ​​clouds.

Lu Yin looked at him and raised his brows, saying: "Okay, beat the younger one, the older one is here."

Kang Jinlong said with rare force, "Don't be afraid of the Great Sage. You saved us and I won't be afraid of him at all!"

All the immortals looked sideways at Kang Jinlong, and Kang Jinlong nodded heavily, showing off as the righteous god of heaven.

Not long after, clouds approached in the distance, and there was a burst of laughter.

"Amitabha, it's a young monk. I'm late!"

Tang Monk looked up and quickly bowed his head, shouting, "Greetings to the Buddha from the East!"

All the immortals bowed their heads and saluted, and Kang Jinlong, who was still stubborn just now, also calmed down.

"You two, the young monk is polite."

Maitreya Buddha said with a smile.

Sun Wukong and Lu Yin had conflicts with Lingshan Bodhisattva before, but this time when Maitreya came, his attitude was very low.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man and said: "Why did the Buddha have time to come here today? Could it be that he came to pick up some of my masters and disciples to become Buddhas?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. The matter of traveling to the west is approved by the Buddha. The young monk is here today for the sake of my cheap disciple."

Miller laughed.

Lu Yin smiled and said: "This mountain is full of demons. How can there be any disciples of Buddha?"

"That's right, Buddha doesn't want to make us happy."

Sun Wukong laughed.

"Young monk, you don't dare. Your disciples are like the yellow eyebrows in the Great Sage's vase, you see."

After saying that, Maitreya stretched out his hand and made a move. The golden bowl that had been broken into pieces by Sun Wukong was reintegrated and fell into Maitreya's hand intact.

"The broken mirror is reunited. Maitreya Buddha's skills are really profound."

Lu Yin praised.

Maitreya smiled slightly and said, "It's just a little bit of Dharma. I would like to ask the great sage to do it conveniently and let my disciple come out."

In this regard, Lu Yin could only say bluntly: "Maitreya doesn't know something. This vase of mine has been specially designed to deal with evil spirits through the Taoist characteristics. If Huang Mei is really a disciple of Maitreya Buddha, it may have turned into pus."

Upon hearing this, Maitreya's smile faded a bit, but he said: "It doesn't matter, please let me go, Great Sage."

Lu Yin nodded, took out the Yin and Yang cylinder and poured out a pile of rotten meat.

Maitreya Buddha shook his head slightly and sighed: "Disciple, you deserve this calamity."

But when he stretched out his hand a little, the Buddha's light flew out from his fingertips and merged into the rotten flesh on the ground. In his breath, the flesh and blood condensed into a mass of flesh and blood embryo, and the vague appearance of a baby was visible.

Maitreya opened his mouth and blew, and the embryo grew a little bigger. When he blew again, it turned into a boy of six, seven or eight years old, with smiling features.

It's just that the hair and eyebrows are all yellow, which looks a bit weird.

The boy bowed to everyone and then stood next to Maitreya Buddha.

Maitreya Buddha waved again, and the acquired human seed bag also condensed out of the void. Lu Yin thought that this treasure turned into pus along with the yellow eyebrows.

"In this way, the merits can be considered complete."

Maitreya laughed.

All the immortals call it wonderful,
Maitreya Buddha again left Xiaoxitian with the yellow-browed boy under the watch of everyone.

Lu Yin sighed in his heart, this kind of supernatural power is really powerful, he bowed his hands to the surrounding gods, and left alone.

On top of the clouds, Lu Yin flew all the way overseas. The phantom of the Xuanyuan Sword left by the Yellow Emperor was indeed powerful. Lu Yin had a vague feeling. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the appearance of the Yuan Ling became more and more agile. Lu Yin was aware of this thing. The day it takes shape, your way will be stable.But for now, some inspiration is needed.

Juku Island.

Lu Yin found the position of Guanyin Bodhisattva. On top of the cloud, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva was also sitting beside him.

Seeing Lu Yin come back, he nodded slightly as a greeting.

Lu Yin asked: "What happened to the prince from the lower realm?"

Guanyin's face changed and she looked at Mahasthamaprapta. Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva sighed, "The evil thoughts in my heart are too deep. After fighting with the poor monk, my body became old, and he also colluded with the leader of the evil sect."

"Huh?" Lu Yin was deeply surprised and said, "Then how should we guide Rihe?"

"No need for guidance, just wait until he is in trouble or in danger of life and death to take action. Amitabha will be reborn in his own calamity."

The Bodhisattva returns to the path of great potential.

The implication is that the current Amitabha has passed the novice stage. As for how it will develop in the future, it will all depend on fate. The three of them just need to ensure that Amitabha is the one who returns in the end.

If this life doesn't work, isn't there a next time?

Lu Yin nodded tactically and sat down next to the two of them. While contemplating all the spirits in the sea of ​​consciousness, he also used his spiritual consciousness to look at the devils in the lower world.

Lion Mountain.

The lion and camel kingdom, which has been inherited for thousands of years, not only did not fall, but became stronger and stronger.

There is a faint tendency to form the next Tianzhu Datang.

The entire Shitu Kingdom believed in the Great Sage Huang Tian, ​​and subsequently believed in Huang Lao's theory. They even sent envoys to cross the sea eastward to visit the Tang Dynasty, but there were many demons in Xizhou and they had not yet succeeded.

You can only rely on the words and deeds of passing monks, or the gods of Huangtian Mansion to manifest their spirits.

In terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, they are all similar to those in the Tang Dynasty, but there are slight differences in details. If an ordinary person took a quick look, they would think that the Tang Dynasty was divided into Tang Dynasty.

The reincarnated Mu Zha was born in a demon cave on Shituo Ridge.

Guanyin originally asked Muzha to polish his mind and redeem his sins. In reincarnation, he could only enter the path of demons.

The hissing tongue at this moment is the giant snake transformed by Mu Zha.

He has not obtained the magic of immortality and his mind is in chaos. He can only eat flesh and blood and spiritual food to gain wisdom. In addition, he has been hanging out among demons for a long time, and gradually he has developed a vicious aura.

He was so talented that within a hundred years, he had become a scourge around this lion and camel country. He cultivated himself as an immortal and called himself: True Lord Wulong.

On this day, True Lord Wulong raised a big banner, recruited little monsters from the mountains, and captured and killed all the human beings in the Shituoling Mountains.

The demon lord secretly lurked inside, and soon he got into the position of manager.

"Yes, please rest assured, Holy Lord, Muzha will definitely be of use to us."

The demon lord replied in the cave.After a few breaths, he slowly straightened his body.

"How dare these Three Saints dare to attack the disciples of Guanyin Bodhisattva if they don't know how powerful they are?"

The demon master has doubts in his mind, just think that these three holy venerables are very powerful and Guanyin and others should not be taken into consideration.

It is said that the three Tibetans and four people fled from Xiaoxitian and happily went on the road.After traveling for a month, it was the depth of spring when the flowers were blooming, and I saw several gardens all green and dark, a storm and dusk.

Nearby darkness, I saw a villa at the foot of a mountain in the distance. The traveler said, "Okay! I have a place to stay!"

Sanzang asked: "Where?"

The traveler pointed out: "Isn't that a house in the bush? Let's stay overnight and walk tomorrow morning."

The traveler reached out and knocked on the door. After a few breaths, a sound came.

"Who is yelling here?"

(End of this chapter)