Journey to the West: At the beginning, Li Er was mistaken for his father

"If I can catch his sword light head-on without dying, and stand up after breaking through, maybe I can truly cultivate Hinayana magic."

Fa Hai looked down at the black lotus that was about to emerge in his palm, and couldn't help thinking secretly.

Tianlong Chan Chan was originally created for the purpose of translating the sayings.

After being reinterpreted by Jin Chanzi with the sword technique of white tiger seven kills, the power has not decreased but increased, and there is another mystery.

Of course, Fa Hai also knows how dangerous this matter is. If one fails, there will be no second result except death.

but……

Since Fahai dared to choose Hinayana magic, he would naturally not be afraid of dying under Jin Chanzi's knife.

With a certain thought in his heart, Fa Hai's breath suddenly calmed down.

The same is true for the black lotus in the palm, which is much clearer and more solid, and it is only one step away from the final appearance.

Hinayana magic is so strange, as long as one's mind is strong enough, one can resist the temptation of inner demons.

Then when you practice, you will be able to travel thousands of miles in a day, surpassing all Taoism in the world.

The golden cicada rolled in the air, the golden light rolled around, and then it was put away.

The sword light and Zen singing all disappeared, only a handsome young man in white came down by pressing down the light.

At this time, Chen Xuanzang just arrived in his thirties.

But now, he is more than ten years younger out of thin air, and he looks only about sixteen or seventeen years old.

Just like a little monk with red lips, white teeth and delicate features.

Put your palms together, and whispered the Buddha's name, Jin Chanzi looked at it calmly.

"Jin Chanzi has seen the two Tanyues."

Chen Xuanzang originally had an undisputed temperament and temperament, and turned a little cowardly, but now he is heroic and vigorous.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Jin Chanzi for recovering his primordial spirit, the great accomplishment of Buddhism!"

Taibai Jinxing hurriedly returned the gift, and before Jin Chanzi went down to earth, the Tathagata imitated the feast of peaches in the heaven, and also set up a Menglan Basin Fair in Lingshan to invite all gods and Buddhas.

Naturally, Taibai Jinxing was also included in this list. Although the two parties did not have a light incense like Zhen Yuanzi, they still met face to face.

Seeing the old man at this time, and the other party suddenly cultivated the same Taoism as himself, Taibai Jinxing was also deeply moved.

The white tiger's seven kills belong to the innate way of killing and cutting, and it is certainly extremely profound and powerful.

But because of this, the qualification requirements are too high.

After thousands of years, only Taibai Jinxing has truly cultivated it. Unexpectedly, this time when he descended to the mortal world, he would encounter one after another.

"Could it be that this Taoism is going to prosper the world?"

Taibai Jinxing thought to himself.

Li Xiudao didn't wander off like Taibai Jinxing, but quietly frowned.

Chen Xuanzang in front of him is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, and no one knows this better than Li Xiudao.

However, for some reason, the golden cicada in front of him always gave Li Xiudao a sense of incompleteness, as if a few pieces were missing.

Even, he didn't immediately react to Taibai Jinxing's greeting, but looked at Taibai Jinxing with a little confusion.

Jin Chanzi doesn't know Taibai Jinxing.

Li Xiudao made a judgment instantly.

Obviously, Jin Chanzi did restore his memory, but not completely.

Thinking of this, Li Xiudao took a step forward, walked up to Jin Chanzi, pinched his sword and pointed it between his eyebrows.

The most authentic Buddhist mana is brought out.

A coldness suddenly appeared on Jin Chanzi's body, his body didn't move, but a saber light flew out.

He wanted to resist Li Xiudao's mana.

Li Xiudao nodded slightly, as expected.

Although I am very curious about the level of Jin Chanzi's White Tiger Seven Kills.

But now, Li Xiudao didn't want to compete.

At the moment when he was about to come into contact with the saber light, he took the Buddha light back into his body, and after a few turns, he brought up the Taoist magic power again.

Slightly better, but not much has changed.

It wasn't until Li Xiudao let out the fire of humanity that Jin Chanzi's instinctive rejection receded.

"really."

In the blink of an eye, Li Xiudao had already checked Jin Chanzi's body clearly.

After returning to the six-winged golden cicada, although the golden cicada is still in the human form, there are subtle differences in the muscles, bones, meridians and acupoints in the body.

Comparing the two, Li Xiudao realized something.

However, these are not the current focus.

Li Xiudao quickly withdrew his divine thoughts, not delaying much in these details, but extending along the dark connection.

Immediately, he had already left Datang, crossed Tatar, and was in contact with somewhere in the void.

"This is... the Quicksand River?"

Looking at this path over eight hundred miles away.Up and down the river thousands of miles away, Li Xiudao suddenly had a clear understanding.

Realized that this must be the eight hundred li Liusha River, the place where the former general of rolling curtain and later sand monk Sha Wujing was married for his sins.

follow...

Li Xiudao also understood why Jin Chanzi's primordial spirit was connected with this place.

As we all know, Jin Chanzi was originally handed down by the Tathagata, and was sent down to the mortal world for the sake of Buddhist scriptures. It has gone through nine generations.

In his present life, it is already the tenth life.

That's why all the monsters advertise that he is a good person who has practiced for ten lifetimes, and he doesn't let out any energy.

If you eat a piece of his meat, you can live forever and make great progress in Taoism.

Rather...

Li Xiudao remembered clearly that since Drifting was dispatched to the Liusha River, in the hundreds of years, he has eaten nine Buddhist scriptures who came from the east and went to the west.

And string nine skeleton heads into a string and hang them in the middle of the neck.

Such a coincidence, if there is no connection between them, Li Xiudao would never believe it.

Obviously, the nine Buddhist scriptures eaten by the Drifting Monk were the reincarnations of the previous ninth generation of Jin Chanzi.

Thinking about it this way, it was terrifying.

Drifting cannibalism, it is absolutely impossible that there are only so many incidents, why do they pay more attention to these, not to mention the memory is so deep, and they carry all the skeletons they left with them.

However, when Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Mu Zha passed by, they said they were going to the Great Tang Dynasty to convert Buddhist scriptures.

He immediately bowed his head and bowed, expressing his willingness to be a disciple of Tang Seng and protect him to learn Buddhist scriptures from the west.

Without asking, one can guess that Sha Wujing, who seems to be the most honest and honest Drifting Monk in the Westward Journey to the Buddhist scriptures team, is the most treacherous and loyal.

There must be a huge secret behind it, and everything he does must be instructed by an expert.

However, Li Xiudao didn't have much curiosity about it.

Tathagata, Wutian, and Jade Emperor were all offended, and Li Xiudao didn't care who was standing behind Drifting Monk.

His attention is only on the string of skulls and Buddhas.

Every time it is eaten by Drifting Monk for a lifetime, Jin Chanzi will lose some special essence of soul.

After the ninth generation, there is not much left. Only by taking it back can Jin Chanzi be truly perfect.