Journey to the West: People are in heaven, working from nine to five

Chapter 1701 Is it Buddha? Or a demon?

No one expected that this seemingly gentle national master could actually have such abilities.

The Arhat Dharma image condensed by the monks was directly destroyed by the golden-armored warrior made by the national master's splash of ink.
  It's true that the yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken!

Those hundreds of monks flew out one by one, vomiting blood, and their faces were pale.
  "How is it possible, we actually lost!"

"Damn it, why didn't the stupid Buddha protect us? We are the loyal servants of the West."

"At this point, we have only one solution!"

But I saw a few smarter monks looking at each other and already making their choices.

Naturally, they will no longer choose to escape, because the sword of the Imperial Master just now has made them lose the ability and courage to escape.

However, this does not mean that they will give it away like this.

However, they saw a monk suddenly rushing up, swooping down towards Tang Sanzang and others, and kneeling down.
  The speed is so fast and the attitude is so firm!
  "Holy Monk, we know we are wrong. You have been enlightened by the Western Heaven and went to obtain scriptures and create immeasurable merit. We should not collide with you. We know we are wrong. Please save us, Holy Monk!"

"Holy Monk, we can follow you to the West. Please let us follow you."

"Yes, I can serve the holy monk and I will never put you in trouble. Please let us follow you properly."

"My gracious and righteous master! We have the destiny to gather here today, and the Buddha will save those who are destined to be together. Please spare us, and let us wait on you, and we will go to the Western Heaven together!"

This group of monks really don't take their own faces seriously. They just said they wanted to kill Tang Sanzang, but now they can't beat them, so they turned around and came to kidnap them morally.
  Moreover, what is excessive is that they even want Tang Sanzang to take them to study scriptures together, go to the West together, and share the immeasurable merits of creation!
  What the hell, no matter how good-tempered Tang Sanzang was, he was so angry.
  "You well-dressed gangsters, who usually bully the market and prey on the common people, now that you have been defeated, you should restrain your nature and make atonement for the revival of the Jisai Kingdom. The poor monks will never accept you!"

Tang Sanzang was more or less merciful. He turned into Zhu Bajie and plowed over for them!
  However, facing Tang Sanzang's last trace of goodwill, the monks of Jinguang Temple did not appreciate it. Instead, they fought tit for tat and threatened each other with death.
  "Holy monk, all the monks in the world are one family. We monks from Jinguang Temple have always been kind and charitable, and our merits are immeasurable. We have never had to do any work. If you let us stay in the Jisai Kingdom, isn't that just asking us to die?"

"Yes, it is better to let us die than to let us work. Tang Sanzang, as a Buddhist pilgrim from the West, can you not do anything but refuse to save someone?"

"Where have you practiced Buddhism? If you don't save me, and something happens to me, I will turn into a ghost and go to Tathagata Buddha to sue you!"

"Tang Sanzang, you are a monk in vain, but have you never heard of a monk helping a monk? How can you bear to let us suffer here?"

The monks at Jinguang Temple were all filled with righteous indignation, as if Tang Sanzang had done something very immoral to them.
  However, the truth behind their words makes people laugh.

Tang Sanzang originally wanted to save some labor force for Jisaiguo, but when he heard the provocative words of these monks, he couldn't help but get angry, and the veins on his forehead popped out.
  "It seems that you really want a poor monk to save you and go to the Western Heaven..."

Tang Sanzang's tone was very cold and full of threats.

But those monks thought that Tang Sanzang was afraid of something, so they pushed even further.
  "Save us, we just want you to save us and go to the Western Heaven! The merits of obtaining the scriptures will be shared with all of us."

The monks of Jinguang Temple have even thought of themselves in the Western Paradise, possessing supreme merits, becoming Arhat Buddha, and enjoying worship in the eight directions.
  I'm so happy, this is a step forward.

It's fantasy time!

And Tang Sanzang was the one who fulfilled their fantasies.

Tang Sanzang stopped talking nonsense, clenched his fists, stepped on his feet, and turned into a meteor that shot into the field.
  "The poor monk will save you and go to the Western Heaven!"

Those who speak will be chopped into pieces for you!

Before the monks could react, they saw Tang Sanzang's pair of flesh fists flying among the crowd. They were as powerful as tigers and tigers, like butterflies flying through flowers, yet they were lifting weights as lightly as they could.
  Wherever the fist touched, a piece of fresh life turned into a rain of blood, not even a bit of flesh was left behind, and it was a terror.

When the monks of Jinguang Temple saw this, they realized that Tang Sanzang was not as weak as they thought. He really wanted to send people to the West - physically! "Ah!!! Crazy, this Tang Sanzang is crazy!"

"Tang Sanzang, you are going on a killing spree, Buddha will not spare you!"

"Help, king, we are your subjects, help us!"

This group of outsiders, facing death, even asked the king for help.

The king is very grand,

"Don't worry, I will clean up your bodies."

Just kidding, the king wanted to kill hundreds of monks himself to satisfy his hatred, so how could he let them celebrate the New Year?
  In front of Jinguang Temple, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, but what it shines on is the bloody storm!
  The rain of blood shining in the Buddha's light looks so strange.

But when everyone's eyes were focused on the field, no one noticed that there was one person missing.

……

Inside Jinguang Temple.

The nine-headed insect was pierced through the pipa bone, and the whole person was very proactive in urging the relics to absorb the incense of the wish.
  However, at a certain moment, the Nine-Headed Insect stopped and looked sharply ahead,

"Who?"

No sound came.

But suddenly he saw a tall figure standing in the darkness, his true face unknown.

"Who are you? Are you from the demon clan? What are you doing to me?" The nine-headed insect was filled with doubts.

The ghost thing in front of me looks like a demon, but it is completely different from the demons I have come into contact with before.

The figure in front of him had an indescribable sense of contradiction, and he couldn't even tell whether it was a demon or a nine-headed Buddha.

Snapped.

A pamphlet fell out of thin air in front of the Nine-Headed Insect. The Nine-Headed Insect looked at it intently and frowned.

"Lotus Sutra? Why did you give me the Sutra?"

In the darkness, a vague and mysterious voice came,

"In a few years, the sun and the moon will change color, and the two masters of the Western Heaven will be revealed. At that time, with this sutra, you can break free from the shackles of Jinguang Temple. Later, you can find me and achieve Buddhahood together!"

The nine-headed insects don’t have enough brains to achieve Buddhahood together? Is this a Buddhist? !

However, is there such a person in Xitian?
  "Hey, who are you?"

The sound of the nine-headed insect echoed in the empty Golden Light Temple, and the person in the shadow had long disappeared.

(End of this chapter)