What kind of Journey to the West is this?

With two double maces, one in front and one behind, he chased the mountain and looked at the moon, changing his moves to block Jingming's fists and palms.

Ao Erya nodded secretly, looked at An Yanxia who was beaten so hard that she couldn't lift her head, and agreed: "This monk is suitable to come to work on the sixth day. I can't bear to let him die of old age like this."

Xue Shier said, "Help me quickly, what are you looking at?"

The cat slapped her on the butt, making her already red butt even redder.

Ao Erya felt pain and said angrily, "Help me take this collar off first!"

She pointed to the dog collar around her neck.

This thing was put on her by Yan Xia. It added several layers of restrictions, affecting her manifestation of the Dharma image.

Click!

The snow lion had an iron mouth and copper teeth. It bit Ao Erya's neck and broke the collar on her neck.

Without the collar, the demon girl was overjoyed and clapped her hands, "Great! Great! You actually let me go, Toilet Master, Shit-Carrying Bodhisattva, this is a credit to you!"

The mixed-haired loli clapped her hands, her body swaying, leaving many afterimages, and then one shadow plunged into the back of Monk Jingming.

In an instant, Monk Jingming stopped his punches and kicks and his face changed suddenly.

--immediately!

- bang bang!

Yanxia is merciless!

Two bronze maces smashed into the shoulders and neck, breaking the shoulder blades and knocking down the twelve-story building.

............................

Above Qinglong Temple.

The golden body of the Arhat put his hands together, and suddenly took off his gold powder, stripped off his glazed skin, revealing his bloody muscles, inlaid with yellowish fat and pulsating blood vessels.

This is the power of the devil's magic in breaking the Buddhist Dharma: if you strip away all the glitz and glamour, how is he any different from ordinary people?

In the distant clouds, several flags are flying, forming a Dharma Realm.

Jiuzhezi looked at the water mirror and exclaimed in surprise, "She really did it!"

Monk Daoming frowned, "This is like driving a tiger to devour a wolf. The devil stirs up the mind and lusts. It's better to have less contact with a cultivator like An Tianguan."

Jiuzhezi was nonchalant: "As long as the direction is right, that's fine. Don't you Buddhists have some kind of dual-body practice, relying on sexual intercourse to cultivate?"

"That's a crooked way." Monk Daoming was quite stubborn.

In contrast, Jiuzhongzi, who came from the Eastern Ancestral Temple of Xuanmen, was much more open and tolerant, even the Northeastern Shamans could be directly incorporated into the system...

"Don't talk about this anymore." The wine cup man shook his head, stood on the clouds and recited the Fire Official's Edict, then took another sip of wine.

--puff! ! !

Suddenly, a fire dragon came out of his mouth, flew down from the clouds and headed straight for Qinglong Temple.

In the water mirror, the flesh and blood of the Arhat's golden body fell off piece by piece, leaving only a body of bones. It turned into a white bone Bodhisattva, and its shadow enveloped the Qinglong Temple.

Huang Shanhe opened his Dharma eyes and looked at the white bone image above the Qinglong Temple, and his scalp tingled.

Before he could run, he heard a dragon's roar in the sky and a raging fire burst out from the Dharma Hall in the east.

He couldn't help but curse.

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I've been preparing for the CET-4 and CET-6 exams these days, and I've also been busy with a lot of activities at school. I've also been working in the lab, so I might update less frequently. I'll resume normal updates next week.

Donghuang suddenly sends a jade talisman: Chapter 174 [The Attack and Defense Are Different]

Boom!

The bronze mace hit the neck from behind with a loud thud, breaking the cervical vertebrae and knocking down the twelve-story building.

Monk Jingming gasped, exhaled a breath of foul air, and fell against the wall.

Without the golden body, he is just an old monk who is about to die.

The old monk's lips moved, but his trachea was ruptured due to the rupture of his twelve-story structure, so he could only make hoarse and ahhh sounds.

Yanxia roughly figured out that this should be referring to Amitabha or something like that.

She frowned and said, "What are you talking about? Paradise, what Pure Land? I think you owe a lot of people an apology, especially to Zen Master Puzhi. You've made the once-prosperous Qinglong Temple into such a mess."

Monk Jingming opened his eyes wide, reached out his hand tremblingly, and pressed down a hidden brick.

With a click, the gray brick fell down, and an open wooden box popped out, containing a Zen stick wrapped in cloth.

Xue Shi'er was startled, thinking it was some vicious trap. He was about to pounce on it and bite it, but Yan Xia reached out and held him down.

There is nothing dangerous about that Zen staff, it's just an ordinary Zen staff.

Monk Jingming held the Zen staff in his hand, and with all his strength, he untangled the silk from the silk cocoon. His dry and bony knuckles exerted a little force to hold the staff in his grasp.

Then he passed away suddenly.

Xue Shi'er asked doubtfully, "Dead?"

"He's dead." Yan Xia didn't mind the dead being unlucky. She stretched out her hand and pried open Monk Jingming's palm, then took the Zen stick in her hand and looked at it carefully.

After removing the cloth strip, there is a Zen staff with broken glass decorated on the top, which is quite beautiful.

Yan Xia estimated that this thing was worth at least twenty taels of silver.

If you add some background story to package it, the starting price would be at least forty taels.

——The beasts in human form in Luojing and Chang'an like this.

As for how many sad stories are behind it, that is none of her business.

She was still not satisfied and said, "Let's look through it again to see if there are any other treasures."

Xueshier had a keen nose. He sniffed and took out a string of Vajra Bodhi beads from Monk Jingming's robes.

This is a fun thing. If you rotate it a few times when you have nothing to do, it can purify your mind and resist external demons. Rotate it when you recite scriptures every day. Recite it seven times and hold it once. In twelve years, you can become a saint.

Of course, the Sutra is the Buddhist Sutra, seven times are the seven treasures, and twelve years are the twelve causes and conditions. They are all Buddhist things and are of no use to gentlemen who study Taoism.

——After all, Buddha does not save heretics.

Yanxia didn't need it, so she just hid it away and used it as a Tuntun rat.

After searching the main hall again and again but finding nothing good, An Yanxia used a fire spell attached to a knife to scrape off a layer of gold from the Buddha statue.

The total amount should be more than thirty taels.

This is all extra income.

But the search didn't last long, and Xue Shi'er said, "Taoist, there's a fire outside!"

Yanxia Jingxin felt that there was indeed a heat in the Dharma Hall. If she listened carefully, she could hear a monk shouting that there was a fire.

She said, "Don't worry about it. The wine cup can control the fire, and there will be no problem for those monks to escape."

Of course, it's just running away.

According to the time, the militia led by Su Dingfang had already come up the mountain. As soon as these monks ran out, they would be caught in one fell swoop and it would become Su Dingfang's achievement.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was so calm, Xue Shier was not in a hurry and continued to search for treasures here.

She was like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, her eyes widened. The Qinglong Temple was magnificent and splendid, far surpassing the Kaiyuan Temple. Her little temple was even more inferior.

This cat, who was used to being poor, took everything, whether it was candlesticks, incense burners or even scriptures. He took down the prayer flags, tied a knot, packed them all into a big package and carried it on his shoulders.

An Yanxia saw the little girl over there carrying a package bigger than her, so she silently put down the fruit in her mouth, packed it up and stuffed it into Xue Shier's pocket.

Look how poor this kid is...

These two brave men crossed the border and looted the main hall, but before they could even leave, they bumped into an air wall.

Both of them stumbled, and Xue Shier almost fell because of the heavy things he was carrying.

The Sakyamuni statue that An Yanxia had covered with a layer of gold suddenly opened its left eye and said solemnly:

"Toilet Arhat, Shit-Carrying Bodhisattva, where are you two going?"

It turned out that Ao Erya was causing trouble here.

Yan Xia covered her forehead and turned back angrily, "Where else can we go? Didn't you see the temple is on fire?"

The Buddha statue said, "That won't do. I said in the beginning that I would leave you two in this pure land of Lingshan Mountain, so that you could become venerable monks and bodhisattvas and attain enlightenment! How can I go back on my word?"

Yan Xia put her hands on her hips and shook her head, saying, "I'm only sixteen, and I can say anything I want! I'm telling you, you devil, the fire is about to burn your butt. Hurry up and change back to your original form and come to my house to work as a farmhand. I can still protect you."

The Buddha statue opened both its eyes and smiled, saying, "Times are different now."

"Today you want something from me."

Yan Xia was delighted and asked, "Then tell me, how can I get out?"

The Buddha statue said, "Put on the collar, offer sacrifices to me as the Buddha every day, and work as a long-term worker in my house. I will let you go."

"You can try to fight me, but I now possess this golden Buddha statue, manifesting as the White Skeleton Consort. However, if you lose, I will not only personally place the necklace around your neck, but also make you my new consort, and practice Tantric joy meditation and dual cultivation."

The consort is the auxiliary object of joyful Zen.

Seeing someone trying to be a juicer, Xue Shier complained, "You Taoist priest, you are really going to enjoy yourself."

Yan Xia was not in a hurry and jokingly said, "Ao Shuangtong, do you know what's going on outside?"

The Buddha statue's voice stopped and it asked doubtfully, "What else could it be? Monk Daoming can't beat me anyway. His fist Zen is indeed a formidable enemy of the Sixth Heaven Magic, a treasure that can shatter illusions. But I, the White Bone Consort, am an authentic and advanced Tantric practitioner and am not afraid of him."

"Are you trying to kill me with that wine cup?" The Buddha suddenly realized and smiled, "That wine cup does have some magical powers, but true gold is not afraid of fire, so I'm not afraid of it."

Yan Xia said: "That's not the situation I'm talking about."

"What's going on? An Yanxia, you don't want people from Miaoyan Palace and Xuanyuan Dadan Sect to rescue you, do you? Humph!"

The demon said in a proud and arrogant voice, "Give me a few days to recover my strength, then I will grab you and fly you to the sixth heaven. Who dares to ask for punishment?"

Yan Xia said, "Xiong Fengxian will die today."

"What does this have to do with whether Xiong Fengxian lives or dies? Wait..."

A golden light flashed on the Buddha statue, and a mixed-haired loli fell from it, her face changing slightly.

Yan Xia looked at her playfully and said with a smile, "Guess why I'm so bold as to break your shackles here?"

"Xiong Fengxian will ascend to heaven tonight on a dragon. The descendants of the Shennong clan will come to meet her personally. The star god of the Southern Dipper will come to bestow the ordination. The officials on duty at the Heavenly Hospital will come to celebrate. The Tai Sui on duty will watch over her. The water army of the Heavenly River will protect her. The divine dragons of the five directions of the sky will stand guard."

"Now, it's me and the Taoist Jiuzhongzi who have planted the command flag in the sky, and Maliu Mountain has formed a Dharma Realm, which can barely conceal the movement of the golden-bodied Arhat transforming into a white-bone Dharma Image. But if the Dharma Realm disappears..."

The mixed-haired loli's face turned pale. She looked at the aggressive Taoist priest and clenched her fist and said, "You are so good, Taoist priest..."

"Enough of the small talk, Ao Shuangtong."

Yan Xia said: "Now, it's you who needs me."

"Your Majesty!"

Donghuang Suddenly Receives Jade Talisman: Chapter 175 [Flying Sword Slays Dragon]

Above the clouds, in the Dharma Realm.

Jiuzhezi was examining the water mirror and said in surprise, "Hey! This White Bone Bodhisattva has taken off his Dharma form on his own initiative."

In the water mirror, one could see the solemn yet somewhat alluring white bone image gradually disappearing into thin air. All that remained in the Qinglong Temple was the huge fire on the roof of the Dharma Hall, which was being carried by the south wind and was burning towards the Main Hall and Ksitigarbha Hall.

From the sky, the monks in the temple looked as small as rice grains, hurriedly carrying buckets of water to put out the fire.

But unexpectedly, this fire was not the fire made by Suiren drilling wood or Laozi making elixir, nor was it wildfire or heavenly fire, but the fire of the river wheel turning above the five internal organs and the Samadhi fire in the center of the dragon and tiger.

The fire was blazing fiercely and majestically. Even after pouring several buckets of water on it, the fire not only did not subside, but became even more rampant.

Monk Daoming saw the old Taoist priest committing murder here and reminded him, "Don't forget the remnants of Xiao Liang."

"That's right!" Jiuzhezi put his hand on the water mirror, slid it for a while, and found the Huangshan crane beside the well.

The well was unfathomable, and the walls were carved with the Eight Treasures of Buddhism, emitting a faint Buddha light. The sorcerer could not create any evil wind here, so he had to tie a wooden barrel with a rope and carefully lower himself vertically to the bottom of the well.

After entering the well, he plunged into a cave.

Jiuzhanzi frowned and said, "Oh no! It turns out that the cave behind Qinglong Temple is connected to here!"