What kind of Journey to the West is this?

The monk in charge was confused for a moment.

Abbot Jingming said, "That Taoist priest has some tricks up his sleeve. Let those remnants of Xiao Liang deal with them. Now that we're facing a formidable enemy, presiding over the Golden Body Dharma is of paramount importance. Have our warrior monks protect the bell tower and the glazed pagoda, and prevent the evildoers from stealing the treasures within."

"clear."

The monk in charge took a deep breath and walked out.

Outside the palace, heavy snow was falling.

Snowflakes were carried by the howling cold wind and flew into the hall.

Monk Jingming clasped his hands together, chanted the Diamond Sutra, and walked forward.

Every step you take is a verse of scripture.

First the Buddha, then Subhuti. First the majestic Pure Land, then the illusion of a dream. Though I was clearly pacing the hall, it felt like ascending a ladder to heaven, the world shifting around me.

The Buddhist chanting was so deafening that it even drowned out the sound of the bells in the bell tower.

The howling cold wind suddenly stopped, and all the snowflakes in the sky were shaken off and turned into a drizzle.

The rain hit the lotus pond, and in the instant, the precious lotus flowers bloomed in the lotus pond that had already withered.

The magnificent Qinglong Temple has now turned into the Pure Land of the West.

Only in a quiet room somewhere in the main hall.

The precious glass Zen staff, which was protected by a cloth strip, made a crisp cracking sound as the cold wind outside died down.

The light of wisdom, the light of courage, the light of enlightenment.

Colorful precious glass

————A long and thin crack appeared.

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Happy Dragon Boat Festival! I went on a long trip and am on the high-speed train. The person next to me is sleeping, so it is not very convenient to type, so there is only one chapter. I am very sorry!

Donghuang suddenly received a jade talisman: Chapter 168 [Bodhi Tree! Kill the Buddha if you see him!]

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning!"

“We should view it this way!”

The mighty Buddhist chant suddenly exploded in Yanxia's ears.

In the Medicine King Temple, An Yanxia looked up instantly.

Even though she was several miles away, she could see with her Dharma eyes in the southeast direction a golden Buddha sitting at the junction of the sea and the sky, preaching the Diamond Sutra.

It was as if that place was the "Pure Land of Mount Lingshan and the World of Ultimate Bliss" mentioned in the scriptures.

The golden Buddha held a red flower in his hand and looked at her with a smile.

A wine cup appeared on a cloud in the sky, saying solemnly, "The ghost of Xiao Liang, who is behind the Azure Dragon Temple, has mobilized two hundred evil spirits to fight the demon. Now that the golden body has descended, if we can't destroy it, we won't be able to enter this Pure Land."

After saying this, someone behind Yan Xia said "Amitabha".

Monk Daoming bowed to the tablet of Sun Simiao, the Immortal Miaoying, then looked at Jiuzhongzi and said with a smile, "Immortal Yuhu has run into a difficult problem this time!"

Jiuzhongzi is his Dharma name, which he chose himself; his original Dharma name is unknown. Yuhu is his Taoist name, a respectful name used by his peers.

In Cangzhou, most of the true practitioners with supernatural powers know this small piece of land.

The wine cup said, "You bald donkey, your relatives are powerful. Can you break that golden body?"

"We need to try again." Monk Daoming shook his head and said, "If it's just this one golden body, it's fine. But if there are other things holding it back, two fists won't be able to defeat four hands."

Yan Xia said: "It's okay, I will protect you."

The wine cup sighed, "You can fight when you have weapons, but you can't handle your spear as well as a monkey."

That’s true, but let’s not talk about her spear skills.

But this moment is not that moment.

Not long after, two bear monsters from Banyue Peak broke into the Yaowang Temple, each holding a wooden box.

Yan Xia smiled and said, "Isn't my weapon back?"

Jiuzhongzi felt it was a pity. He knew that An Yanxia had taken both bronze maces to be refined before. Now that they were taken back halfway, he was afraid that the refining progress would be wasted.

But when the wooden box was opened and a copper mace with silver patterns of a coiled dragon was taken out, Jiuzhezi's eyelids jumped.

He was surprised and asked, "Have you refined the copper mace?"

"Half done!" Yan Xia held the female mace, which felt cold and slightly chilly.

Even her voice had grown colder. "Guess why I took those two Suicunes to Dongbotan?"

The wine cup boy was surprised and said, "What a sin! Are you draining all their magic power to refine weapons? They are both unlucky to have encountered such a devil as you."

"Not killing them as sacrifices was a mercy on my part." Yan Xia looked at the other wooden box and said, "The remaining male mace has not been refined yet. It needs fire to be refined. It's just right. I will start a fire here to subdue the Azure Dragon and refine the weapon!"

Wow!

When the wooden box was opened, the fire knife in Yanxia's heart rose up, and she first used the six desires in her heart to refine the heroic mace.

The ritual cannot stop, once it stops all efforts will be in vain.

Yan Xia held the copper mace. The mace with red-gold flame pattern felt slightly warm to the touch, and a feeling of irritability rose in her heart.

By reciting the Heavenly Heart Sutra, the restless and depressed mind will be killed immediately.

These two weapons are both capable of influencing people's minds, but due to the poor temperature during the refining process - one was refined using other people's magic power, and the other was refined using the fire of desire, the direction of their influence is not good, and they are classified as "evil weapons" or "demon weapons".

But it depends on who the owner is.

Yan Xia said, "Master, you go gather the troops and clear the way. I will protect the Zen Master and lead the way to break through the Dharma Realm and find the golden body first."

Daoming is still strong and has no objection.

But he said cautiously: "Such a big thing doesn't require some planning?"

Yanxia joked, "The great monk was extremely intelligent, so why is he confused now? How many great things have been ruined by a single word of long-term planning?"

The more shocking the conspiracy, the more likely it is to turn into a real confrontation.

Seeing that he didn't need to take any risks, Jiuzhongzi raised his hand and handed over a golden talisman, saying, "This is the thunder talisman I requested from the Divine Sky Jade Mansion. I won't need it when I'm out there."

This was a battle of wits, so Yan Xia accepted it directly, sent Monk Daoming away, and went to look for the wine cup.

She reminded him, "Xue Shi'er hasn't come back yet. If she does, let her go find Bai Zhu. I'll make all the arrangements."

Jiuzhezi looked at the girl deeply and whispered, "What kind of treasure is it that you've been hiding and refusing to tell us?"

"The good way is: Heaven's secrets cannot be revealed."

The girl smiled and shook her finger.

The wine cup was speechless.

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An Yanxia picked up the two maces and rode on the clouds, flying to the top of Qinglong Temple with Monk Daoming.

Below, a team of ten six-hole demons were fighting with many evil spirits.

Yan Xia recognized it at first sight. It was the same kind of evil ghost as the twelve Yakshas that attacked her on the snowy night.

These Yaksha ghosts were no match for the Six Cave Heavenly Demons, but they were very cunning. After they were exhausted, they ran all the way to the Qinglong Temple and escaped into the Pure Land Dharma Realm.

Although the Six Caves Heavenly Demon is powerful, he can never set foot in the Pure Land.

As soon as I caught up with him, it was like hitting a wall of air and I stumbled.

Seeing that the Pure Land Dharma Realm was difficult to enter, Yan Xia looked at Monk Daoming and said, "I'll leave this to you."

Monk Daoming extended his fist.

Yanxia watched curiously, feeling that what was about to happen was a plot similar to One Punch Man - the old thief Daoming punched a hole in the Pure Land, celestial beings sang, celestial maidens held flowers, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, Buddhist chants filled the sky, and there were light effects everywhere.

But Monk Daoming stretched out his fist, and Yanxia stared at it for a while, but nothing happened.

She wondered, "Master, is your magical power useful?"

Monk Daoming said: "One fist is Zen. Zen is not in the fist, but in the one. The one is existence, the true nature. The world can be hidden in one fist."

As he spoke, Monk Daoming opened his hands, and there was nothing in the middle of his mottled old palms.

But Yanxia was alert and asked curiously, "Has the Buddhist chanting from the Pure Land disappeared?"

"How can it disappear if it never existed?"

Monk Daoming smiled and said, "It is all illusion, just like the emptiness in my hand. It doesn't exist, so how can it disappear? Only this fist of mine is real, not an illusion. It is one. One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and so on to all things. Therefore, the world is hidden in this fist."

Yanxia had some realization, and the wisdom from her past life had come to her mind at this moment. She recited a stanza:

"The bodhi tree has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where can it cause dust?"

Monk Daoming was surprised and praised: "The donor has the Buddha nature."

Yan Xia laughed: "Now this practitioner with Buddha nature is going to kill the Buddha who has no Buddha nature!"

When she turned around, she saw that the Pure Land had disappeared.

But this disappearance was for her and Monk Daoming. It was as if the two of them had used the art of walking through walls, and this barrier of the Pure Land Dharma Realm could not stop them at all.

Monk Daoming clasped his hands together, and his cloth robe was blown up by the wind.

"Do you still remember when you first learned about Buddha nature in the temple?"

Yanxia raised her maces and looked towards the main hall. It was now ordinary and peaceful, like a sacred Buddhist temple.

"The Vajra descends to the holy realm, following the original mind. He kills the Buddha he encounters. He kills the ancestors he encounters. He attains great freedom on the shores of life and death. He plays with samadhi in the six realms and four lives."

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Next Chapter Night

Dong Huang suddenly received a jade talisman: Chapter 169 [Wearing a cassock! There is neither Buddha nor ancestor!]

An Yanxia, holding two maces, entered the temple with Monk Daoming.

The temple was covered in silver. Soon, a monk in charge came with a dozen warrior monks holding demon-subduing pestles. With an urgent order, the monks formed the Eighteen Arhats formation.

The monk in charge shouted, "Are you here to worship Buddha or to do some work?"

Seeing that the main culprit hadn't arrived, Yan Xia didn't want to commit murder, so she said, "You all know what I'm doing here. Tell Master Jingming quickly. If you surrender soon, we can have a midnight snack. We've been traveling all night and haven't even had dinner yet!"

The monk in charge was startled, his occupational illness coming on. He said, "If you haven't eaten yet, we still have some vegetarian food in the kitchen. It won't fill a big stomach, but it's enough for you, a girl and a husband."

Yanxia was amused by the monk. Just as she was about to speak, the monk in charge placed a hand on her shoulder.

The monk in charge turned around in panic, recognized the newcomer's face, and asked in awe, "Why is Master Jingqing here?"

Jing Qing's face was majestic without any anger, and had a bit of the appearance of a diamond.

He first patted the presiding monk and told him to leave, then looked at An Yanxia and Monk Daoming with an indifferent voice.

"It was my fault that you all came here in droves. The battle isn't over yet. Let's continue here."

Yan Xia put away her maces, placed her hands on her hips, and said, "You incompetent old man, you've had a full stomach and regained your energy, but you come to bully a hungry girl like me. Are all of you in Qinglong Temple so shameless?"

"Why don't you clean the stove quickly and prepare some tangerine peel, mushrooms, tea buds, bamboo shoots, tofu, gluten, fungus, and vegetables? Then please have us sit down and eat our fill first."

When Jing Qing heard this, he looked furious. He put his hands together and with a crackling sound, the robes under his armpits were torn open.

Four hands clenched into fists and waved towards the sky.

"Don't be so eloquent! I thought the Celestial Officials of Miaoyan Palace were so compassionate, but it turns out they're so compassionate that they've even resorted to begging for food!"

Yan Xia pointed at him and said, "See, I told you you were such a bald donkey, so stubborn and obstinate that you wouldn't listen to anyone."

After that, she turned to the monk Daoming, who had a dark face, and said, "You are a great monk, not a bald donkey."

After joking around for a while, the monks around had already set up the Arhat Demon Subduing Formation and surrounded Yanxia to kill her.

Even with the eighteen monks attacking together, Yan Xia remained undeterred. Her two maces charged left and right, blocking the front and back. Reciting the Heavenly Heart Sutra, she ascended into the form of the Bull-Headed Vajra, her four arms simultaneously wielding to defend against the enemy.

Yan Xia took advantage of the Bull-Headed Vajra to block him, raised his two maces and pushed the surrounding monks back more than ten steps.

Over there, a golden light flashed from the monk Jingqing's mouth, and he opened his mouth and spit out brilliant golden light.