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Chapter 948 I just saw the Buddha riding a crane, and I heard that the Taoist ancestor was traveling westward

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    The former pure land of Lingshan and the majesty of the Buddhist kingdom, the Great Thunder Sound Temple, is now the place where monsters gather and carnival. Wukong squatted on the eaves of the main hall next to the wind beast, holding his chin with his hands, staring into the distance. The monkey's eyes were a little distracted.  , seems to have no focus, and seems to overlook the entire Three Realms from everywhere.

    It raised its head towards the moon and sighed slightly: "Master"

    At the same time, Chen Ang, who was walking in the ruins and staring at the sun transformed into his right eye, suddenly raised his head, smiled slightly, and turned back to the sun

    Xiao Feng, who was squatting on the corner of the eaves, carefully moved to the side. He was filled with grievances. He had been invited by those bald donkeys to squat on the Great Leiyin Temple for thousands of years. This was the first time for Xiao Feng to fight against it.  The location is divine.

    And that monkey was really ferocious. Right under its nose, it brutally killed the old bald donkey who was the master of the Leiyin Temple.

    It can be said to be cruel and godless. As a young Xiaofeng, although it has a noble bloodline, it still has to say that it cannot be offended, it cannot be offended. Thinking of this, Xiaofeng shrank to the side again and turned his body.  Try to be as short as possible, lower your long neck, and reduce your sense of presence.

    Wukong paid no attention to the cowardly Chaofeng's intentions. He glanced at the foot of Lingshan Mountain with a sarcastic sneer on his lips.

    At the foot of Lingshan Mountain, a group of strange people wearing modern clothes and incompatible with the surroundings were arguing quietly.

    Among the travelers, there are monks, seasoned Taoists, middle-aged Taoist priests with goatees, academics, and even a strong man like a butcher. The apron around his crotch is full of oil stains, and a palm-thick pile of heart-protecting chest hair is fluttering in the wind.  Of course, the young-looking Chen Ang is also indispensable, and there are dozens of them.

    The Buddhist monk clasped his hands together and said to the crowd: "The Dharma of Lingshan was destroyed, and the Great Sage Qitian killed the Buddha. The young monk is going east to find those Bodhisattvas who did not show up in the disaster of Lingshan, and tell them that the young monk is in Lingshan.  For everything you see, I ask Bodhisattva to point out the cause and effect of this calamity. If you have no intention of going with me, I will leave now!"

    "Wait!" The big man stopped him and said, "If you go to see the Bodhisattva, will you tell us where we are coming from?"

    The Buddhist disciple was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Young monk, there is nothing you can deceive the Bodhisattva!"

    "That won't work!" Someone immediately started shouting: "If you sell the secret of our origins, wouldn't everyone suffer, little monk, you have to come with us!"

    "Everyone, stop fighting!" The middle-aged Taoist priest fled back, hurriedly trying to stop the conflict that was about to break out, and told everyone: "I just changed my true form and got into those monsters. You know what time it is now.  Huh? Because of this, I almost slipped through the trap and was taken away by fellow demon clan members who were patrolling.

    "We witnessed the Monkey King kill the Buddha with our own eyes. When he rushed out of the Zhouguang River, we had another glimpse and saw the Bull Demon King. It should be after the Westward Journey, the post-Westward Journey era!" The strong man like a butcher mused.

    The demon Taoist priest smiled bitterly and said: "I thought so too, but I was shocked when I tested it out, grandma. That fellow demon tribe didn't know about Nanzhan Continent, nor did he know if there was one  The Eastern Land of the Tang Dynasty, let alone Tang Monk and Journey to the West! I asked him if he had ever heard of Sun Wukong causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and he actually said"

    "What did you say?" The strong butcher said anxiously, "Stop being so pretentious!"

    The demon Taoist priest whetted his appetite and attracted everyone's attention, and then said with satisfaction: "Emperor Qitian defeated the Taishan Divine Court, destroyed the Tianhe naval army on the Tianhe River, and captured the Taishan Mansion Lord. They  The demons from the four major continents surrounded the Nantianmen for two months, and then they forced the Jade Emperor to confer Sun Wukong the title of Emperor Qitian in the Lingxiao Palace. This was what happened last year, and Emperor Qitian rebelled again this year.  I want to kill him all at once and force the Jade Emperor to change his seat!"

    "Is this a riot in heaven?" Someone asked in shock: "Why did Tathagata Buddha be killed in a riot in heaven? Wasn't it supposed to be Sun Wukong who was suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain?"

    "That's what a novelist said." The old scholar sneered: "I checked the ancient classics and found very vague records of the journey to the West. Some said that it was not the spread of Buddhism eastward, but that the Western Expedition in Heaven brought back Buddhist classics.  Buddhism is certainly deeply rooted in Hezhou, Xiniu. Although it has declined in modern times and been replaced by Sanskritism, many sects still exist and can be said to be vast. But in Nanzhan continent, the land of China, the rise and decline of Buddhism are very  Abrupt and short-lived. From the time when Amitabha Buddha preached the Dharma, to the great rise of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, the widespread spread of Mahayana Buddhism, and then to the departure of the Pure Land and the arrival of the End of the Dharma, it only lasted two thousand years."

    The old Taoist priest from Tongyuanqi Louguan Taoism next to him sneered: "The Shaman Hufa is not Taoist!That Buddhist sect is originally Taishang Laojun, the founder of our Taoist sect. He left Han Valley in the west and transformed into Amitabha Buddha, teaching foreigners and saving all sentient beings.  I have my own true inheritance in China, so I don’t need to use false ideas.  Amitabha Buddha is just one of the eighty-one incarnations of Laojun.  "

    The Buddhist bhikkhu couldn't help but retort: ??"My Buddhist school originated from the Buddha. Sakyamuni Buddha has boundless wisdom and saves all living beings. The Supreme Laojun received the teachings of Sakyamuni Buddhism, and then he became enlightened, transformed into Amitabha Buddha, and entered the true Dharma.  Door. Your door is nothing more than a Pratyekabuddha vehicle. It cannot save all sentient beings and cannot transcend the sea of ??suffering. It is just a ghost guarding corpses!"

    The old Taoist priest did not bother to refute, but sneered: "Your Buddha was just killed!"

    The Buddhist bhikkhu was ashamed and angry, his face was red, and he retorted: "How could the Buddha be killed by a mere monkey? It was just that the Buddha used its hands to achieve pure nirvana Nirvana Buddha  If Nirvana is pure and peaceful, can this be called being killed?"

    The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves and continued to sneer: "Your Buddha was just killed by the Monkey King!"

    Bhikkhu Buddha's face turned blue with anger. He knew that the old Taoist priest would not listen to his explanation and would only humiliate him with these words over and over again. He immediately raised his Zen staff and wanted to defend the righteous Dharma and punish this person who slandered and insulted the Buddha.  The evil barrier descended to the eighteenth level of hell, shouting that he wanted him to learn the crazy magic wand method that he had mastered so that he could know that the majesty of the Buddha was inviolable.

    Not to be outdone, the old Taoist priest swung an iron whisk with a force of ten thousand kilograms. If he rubbed it, he would die, and if he touched it, he would be injured. He pointed at the Buddha's nose and cursed: An old Taoist iron whisk weighs eighty-one kilograms.  Made from overseas cold iron for thousands of years, and combined with Tai Chi whisks that have been refined for forty years, come on up and give it a try.  Master Dao beats you to the point where your face is full of peach blossoms!

    Several other people hurried up, holding hands and pulling legs, so as to prevent the first blood fight among the time travelers from breaking out on the spot.

    The middle-aged demon Taoist priest did not dare to show off any more, and said quickly: "Stop arguing, it is not the time to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace. Last year, I just left Hangu Pass!"

    Hearing that I had just left Hangu Pass, everyone couldn't help but stop what they were doing. The old Taoist priest's hands were trembling, and he couldn't even lift the thousand-year-old cold iron whisk in his hand!  He asked in a trembling voice: "What did you just say?"

    The middle-aged Taoist priest understood his behavior. It was when he heard the news just now that he almost got caught. He said word by word: "I, the Taoist ancestor, the Supreme Laojun, the moral god, and Wen Shizhenren just last year  , the Great Sage Qitian, and the most mysterious Heavenly Lord of the Taoist sect, the Infinite Heavenly Lord, left Hangu Pass in the west. I asked the fellow demon tribe seven times, and it was all clear and absolutely no lies."

    "I want to go to Hangu!" The old Taoist priest gave up the fight and started to head east with his fly whisk in his arms.

    His face was full of wrinkles, his white beard and white eyebrows were messed up by the wind, and there were tears all over his face. His hands were trembling, and he was a little incoherent. He said excitedly: "I want to go to Hangu Pass to see the Taoist God! Go!  Meet the Patriarch of Wen! My sect is really the direct descendant of Laojun, and it is the farewell tradition of Louguan!"

    "O Patriarch!" the old Taoist priest wailed: "The unworthy Qingchenzi is kowtowing here!" After saying that, he knelt down to the east and kowtowed to the ground with his white-haired head.

    Several other Taoist travelers rushed to help him, but were pressed by the old Taoist priest to kneel down to greet the ancestor. The other travelers were also upset. The old scholar was excited and incoherent: "It's actually it's Lao Jun who came out to the west.  The era of Hangu Pass!”

    "MasterMaster! There are also Yanzi, Zengzi, Zisi" A middle-aged man in Confucian robes said excitedly, holding the Spring and Autumn Slips in his hand.

    The big man and several other calmer travelers also gathered together and discussed in a low voice: "Originally, we wanted to hold the monk hostage so that the secret of where we came from would not be leaked. Now those Taoist priests are going crazy.  ! There are many of them, and their magical powers are superior to others. I am afraid it will be difficult to stop them from going to meet me."

    "There are so many people who want to see me! I think most of them are tempted!"

    "That is the Taoist God after all! The Taoist ancestor who came out of myths, the legend among legends, will not even be able to see an immortal in future generations. A touch of immortal energy is a big deal. Who wouldn't want to see a living incarnation of the Taoist ancestor  ?” (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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