Journey to the West: Don’t mess with that monster

When Zhang Qingdi appeared again, he had arrived in a Buddhist country.

Everyone in this Buddhist country is chanting sutras.

Zhang Qingdi didn't want to alert the enemy, so he turned into a flying insect and found a place to hide. The monks recited scriptures devoutly.

But the sound of chanting made Zhang Qingdi upset.

He suddenly felt that this scripture might be a little complicated. After all, there were not many ways that could make him feel upset.

But when Zhang Qingdi calmed down, his mind instantly calmed down.

He looked around and the environment here was not good.

There is no sun or moon in this Buddha land, and now we rely on fire for lighting and warmth.

At this time, the sound of scriptures in Zhang Qingdi's ears was getting faster and faster.

Suddenly a man stood up among the believers, raised his hands and shouted loudly.

Zhang Qingdi looked at him in confusion.

He stretched out his hand and cut open his chest, then took out his heart. After the heart was taken out, it was still beating.

The believers all looked at the heart expectantly.

Finally the heart stopped beating and the man died. Someone threw his body into the fire and the believers continued to chant.

When Zhang Qingdi saw this scene, he couldn't help but make associations.

If they do this, will the Buddha's Heart Grass grow from their hearts?
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

Finally, the chanting stopped, and the believers stood up stiffly and left with numb faces.

They really are like the walking dead.

The two little demons must have been scared away by the way they walked.

Zhang Qingdi followed them all the way, and none of these guys spoke along the way.

At this time, someone started crying, shouting, "Buddha's Heart Grass! Buddha's Heart Grass!"

Then they started crying and screaming together. Zhang Qingdi was really speechless at their mental state.

However, Master Qing had no intention of harming them.

To be honest, these guys are also pitiful people.

At this moment, a huge figure appeared in the dark sky. The golden light was so dazzling that it was obvious that it was a Western religious guy.

As soon as he appeared, everyone bowed down to him.

"Has the Buddha's Heart Grass not been planted yet?" the man asked.

Zhang Qingdi was not sure whether this guy was a Buddha or a Bodhisattva.

No one spoke, people just bowed their heads.

"I will give you another thirty days. If you still cannot grow the Buddha Heart Grass, then you and this Buddha Kingdom will both attain Nirvana, but you will not be able to be reborn!

You will be trapped in the Avici Hell, and you will never be able to escape from it." He said this and disappeared.

Zhang Qingdi suddenly realized that it might not be that easy for the Queen Mother to ask him to obtain the Buddha's Heart Grass.

And this Buddha Heart Grass is probably not just a rare flower.

Zhang Qingdi was not in a hurry, he just waited in this Buddha Kingdom. He wanted to see if the Buddha Heart Grass could be grown.

The believers drank some water and began to chant again.

This time, Emperor Zhang Qing could hear despair in their chanting.

As the days passed, the golden bald head never appeared again.

In recent days, many believers have tried to dig out their hearts, but their final result was that they were burned by fire.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Now, there are thousands of believers trying to dig out their hearts every day, and the fires can no longer be burned out in time.

When Emperor Zhang Qing first arrived, they relied on fire for lighting and heating, so the Buddhist kingdom was very cold.

Now that we burn like this every day, we are actually getting warmer.

Moreover, Zhang Qingdi discovered that the people here were easier to ignite than firewood. As the thirty days approached, more and more people were having their hearts gouged out.

Finally, on the twenty-ninth day, only one person was left.

The only one left was an old man. He didn't have the strength to burn so many people, so he could only throw fire on their corpses.

In an instant, the fire illuminated the world.

He continued to recite the scriptures in the fierceness, and Zhang Qingdi could see that he was desperate.

One could even say that he has been crushed by despair and is now waiting for death to come.

As a result, a golden light fell from the sky at this time.

The golden light shone on the old man, and he felt as if he was soaking in warm water. He groaned in comfort.

"You are the most pious, so you can be spared from death!" The golden bald head appeared.

The old man frowned because he knew he was the least pious.

All those pious ones are dead!

He is afraid of death. He knows that he cannot grow a heart of Buddha. That is why he lives day by day.
He always dozed off while reciting scriptures every day.

Because he could only drink water, he felt a lot of resentment towards the Buddha.

So the Buddha said he was pious?!
Zhang Qingdi was also confused at first, but now he has figured out some clues.

"Ah!! Ha! Hahaha! I am the most pious!?
My son was the first to cut out his own heart.

My wife is the second one! I am afraid of death, so I lived to the end!

So I became the most pious one?" The old man's tone was full of sarcasm.

There was a thick black aura on his face, but the Buddha did not speak.

Just look at him!
This old man is possessed by a demon!

"Hahaha, it's done! Lord Buddha, I've done it!" the big bald man laughed. "No! It's the Buddha Heart Grass that has done it!
Buddha is the devil! The devil can also become Buddha! "

The guy arrived at the Buddhist kingdom in one step, and became a fat monk as soon as he landed.

The old man was covered in black air, and his face was filled with both crying and laughing.

Sometimes he is as pious as a Buddha, and sometimes he is as ferocious as a devil.

The fat monk just stood aside and watched.

At this time, Zhang Qingdi had a clear understanding of this Buddhist country. These guys were not human.

They are a kind of plant similar to humans. So they only need to drink water every day, so they can burn instantly when thrown into the fire.

Finally, cracks appeared on the old man's body.

He subconsciously cut open his chest, and a small emerald green Buddha statue appeared in his heart.

A closer look at the Buddha statue revealed that it was actually a grass.

This is the Buddha's Heart Grass.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! With it, I can control people's hearts. Do those old guys in the Western religion still dare to look down on me!

My Buddha Heart Grass can even control the Golden Immortal!" The fat monk raised his head and laughed.

"It's my Buddha Heart Grass!" Zhang Qingdi's voice rang out.

The old man had turned into a dead tree at this time.

The Buddha's Heart Grass was swaying gently in the wind.

Zhang Qingdi's voice rang out, startling the fat monk.

He subconsciously went to pick the Buddha Heart Grass, and Zhang Qingdi had the same intention. They both came across the Buddha Heart Grass at the same time.

As a result, they were both shaken away.

This Buddha Heart Grass actually has its own consciousness.

"Who are you to dare to come to my Buddhist kingdom!" the fat monk said angrily to Zhang Qingdi.

Master Qing sneered, "I will go wherever I want to go. How dare you, a fat monk, control me?"

Upon hearing this, the fat monk decided not to waste any words.

He slapped Zhang Qingdi in the face, and a huge palm with golden light fell down.

Zhang Qingdi raised his hand and broke his golden palm print with one punch.

The fat monk now realized that the person had bad intentions.

He did not dare to be careless and took a look at the Buddha Heart Grass.

This Buddha Heart Grass has become conscious and cannot be taken back in a short time.

Now he has time to deal with Zhang Qingdi. Once he deals with this guy, he can get the Buddha Heart Grass.

He seemed to really underestimate Zhang Qingdi.

"What's your name? Buddha doesn't kill nameless people!" The fat monk also wanted to test Zhang Qingdi's strength.

"That guy was killed by you, how could you know his name?" Zhang Qingdi said sarcastically. "I am different from you. I never ask the name of my opponent.

Because you are just a nobody, so there is no need to remember your name."

Hearing Zhang Qingdi's ridicule, the fat monk was completely furious.

He clasped his palms together and stretched them outward, and endless strong winds flew towards him.

Zhang Qingdi broke it with just one punch.

After becoming a Daluo Jinxian, Zhang Qingdi found that his control over strength had reached a new level.

He reached the fat monk in one step.

Without waiting for the fat monk to react, he punched him in the stomach.

The golden light of the fat monk was instantly shattered by Zhang Qingdi, and his fat belly shook.

At his level, the fat on his body is also useful. The defensive power of this fat is amazing.

But Zhang Qingdi's punch directly shattered his internal organs. The fat monk looked at Zhang Qingdi in horror.

"Who are you?" This fat monk has the strength of a bodhisattva.

But he didn't expect that this Qingdi was so terrifying.

The punch nearly killed him.

"My name is Zhang Qingdi!"

Hearing the name, the fat monk was frightened.

Now, Emperor Zhang Qing is definitely notorious in the entire Western religion.

"You, why are you here?" the fat monk cried in horror.

"Of course you are here to get my Buddha Heart Grass." Zhang Qingdi said with a sneer.

"That Buddha Heart Grass is mine!" said the fat monk angrily.

"It's mine now!" Zhang Qingdi said without hesitation.

As soon as these words were spoken, the fat monk started to take action. He was now ready to risk his life.

But there is a huge gap in strength between him and Zhang Qingdi.

This fat monk is a Bodhisattva, but he is the weakest among the Bodhisattvas, almost as powerful as the two-faced Bodhisattva whose head was chopped off by Zhang Qingdi.

Zhang Qingdi threw three more punches!

With one punch, his golden body was shattered.

The second punch shattered the swastika on his heart!

The third punch finished him off!
The fat monk didn't realize until his death that he was just helping others.

After dealing with the fat monk, Zhang Qingdi walked towards the Buddha Heart Grass.

When he arrived in front of the Buddha Heart Grass, the Buddha Heart Grass actually spoke.

"Does the donor want me?"

"Don't say such disgusting things. I'm going to give you away!" Zhang Qingdi said.

“Then I can’t let the donor take it away so easily!” The Buddha Heart Grass swayed gently.

"Donor, come and read this story I prepared for you."

Before Zhang Qingdi could react, he felt a chill coming over him.

Zhang Qingdi didn't know how long it had been since he felt such cold.

At this time, he felt that his whole body was frozen.

But the scene seemed to have changed around here.

Before Zhang Qingdi could see his surroundings clearly, footsteps were heard. (End of this chapter)