The strongest collapse system

Chapter 512
After the black bear spirit was suppressed instantly by the Yutian Tower, Wang Fan came out of the Black Wind Cave.

Just out of the cave, an auspicious cloud descended lightly.

A beautiful woman in white was standing on top of the auspicious clouds, looking at Wang Fan with a smile.

"I have seen Guanshiyin Bodhisattva." Wang Fan clasped his hands together and saluted.

He does not believe in Buddhism, but in strength.

The opponent's cultivation is far superior to his own, Wang Fan will show due respect, otherwise he is stupid.

"Where is the black bear spirit?" The Bodhisattva looked into the cave, and the smile on his face became weaker.

In her induction, the black bear spirit is not in the cave.

Even within a radius of a thousand miles, there was no breath of the black bear spirit. It was clear that the huge breath of the black bear spirit was still there a quarter of an hour ago.

"I have already surrendered." Wang Fan smiled.

The Bodhisattva was slightly taken aback, and his eyes immediately focused on Wang Fan.

She guessed in an instant that Wang Fan had a space-type magic weapon, and it was of a very high grade. At least, even with the cultivation base of the black bear spirit, he couldn't break free.

"General Wang, can you have a discussion and hand over the black bear essence to me, the poor way can use him." Bodhisattva said.

"Such a monster, if you don't kill him, what's the use of keeping him?" Wang Fan laughed.

"The back of my Luojia mountain is unattended, and I am going to take him to be a great guardian of the mountain." The Bodhisattva said.

"This monster is unruly. I'm afraid it won't be able to defend the mountain for a few days before it will escape and make trouble. I finally subdued him, but I won't let him escape to seek revenge on me." Wang Fan shook his head and refused.

The black bear spirit possesses animal nature and human nature at the same time, and the idea of ​​revenge has been engraved in his bones.

As long as he escapes, he will inevitably come to trouble Wang Fan.Although Wang Fan was not afraid, he couldn't always be on his guard. The journey to the west was so long, maybe one day, if he was not careful, he would be killed by a sneak attack by the black bear spirit.

"General, don't worry, I have this magic weapon." The Bodhisattva smiled slightly, but took out a hoop.

I don't know what kind of metal this hoop is made of. It exudes a faint golden light, and there is a mysterious charm in it.

But it is a golden, tight, forbidden hoop.

The Bodhisattva took out the restraining band and showed it to Wang Fan: "With the help of this treasure, I can subdue the black bear spirit and let him be used by me. I don't have to worry about betrayal. I just need to read the mantra to subdue him."

Wang Fan suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

The bodhisattva looked at him with a smile in his eyes, as if he had malicious intentions, which always made Wang Fan feel dangerous.

"Bodhisattva, where did this hoop come from, and what power does it have to imprison the black bear spirit?" Wang Fan asked.

"These are three treasures bestowed by the Tathagata Buddha himself. They are the same and three, but they have different uses. There are three mantras that are strictly forbidden by gold. As long as you put the hoop on your head, you will naturally see the flesh and take root. Wait for the corresponding Once the mantra is recited, the eyes will swell and the headache will be swollen, and the forehead will burst, so he will be obedient." The Bodhisattva smiled and said.

It's not easy for Wang Fan to shirk, but when he was about to hesitate, he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"Bodhisattva, I have heard people say that the three golden hoops are treasures given to Master Sanzang by the Tathagata Buddha. They can protect themselves by subduing tyrannical monsters on the way to learn Buddhist scriptures. Now that they have encountered them, Bodhisattva is not as good as Give me the three hoops, and I'll take them to Master Sanzang." Wang Fan was all smiles, his expression extremely joyful.

The Bodhisattva's face changed slightly this time, and he was a little angry.

"Who leaked the news about the Obon meeting?" Hundreds of thoughts flashed through Bodhisattva's mind, and he wanted to deny it, but he didn't say it.

In desperation, she took out two more hoops, made one of the forbidden hoops in her hand, and handed them to Wang Fan.

"There are also three incantations of Jin Jin Jin. I will pass them on to you and remember them." The Bodhisattva didn't know what he was thinking and didn't argue. He actually handed over the three hoops.

For a moment, Wang Fan couldn't figure out what Guanyin Bodhisattva was thinking, so he didn't dare to reach out to catch it.

I am deeply afraid that there is some conspiracy in it.

"Thank you, Bodhisattva." Wang Fan finally took it. To his surprise, nothing happened.

"General Wang, go back, so that you can take care of Tang Monk and stop being lazy." The Bodhisattva ordered.

"Keep in mind what the Bodhisattva said." Wang Fan clasped his hands together and bowed, watching the Bodhisattva go.

Auspicious light and mists, golden lotuses, and a colorful scene, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva flew straight back to the direction of the South China Sea holding the clean bottle.

Wang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, he turned into a flame and turned straight to the Guanyin Temple.

With just one breath, the red mist in the sky was shining brightly, and Wang Fan fell from the sky and landed in the Guanyin Temple.

"Master Sanzang, the cassock has been retrieved!" Wang Fan handed Tang Seng a package.

Tang Seng took the package and opened it, and his face was overjoyed.

The room was full of red light, full of splendor, inlaid with pearls and jade, it was the lost brocade cassock.

Seeing that the brocade cassock was lost, not only Tang Seng was delighted, but all the monks, big and small, of the Guanyin Temple were also overjoyed. They all said in unison, "Okay, okay! My life was saved today."

Seeing their appearance, Wang Fan was a little puzzled. He looked at Tang Seng, and was about to ask what happened, but was interrupted by Tang Seng: "General, since you have found the cassock, pack your bags and go on the road. We have been delayed here for a long time. gone."

Wang Fan didn't know that Tang Seng had already described him as a murderous demon king in front of the group of monks when he was looking for the brocade cassock, otherwise he would not be surprised by the attitude of these monks.

"Master, it's getting late now, why not set off tomorrow!" Wang Fan looked at the sky. The sun was setting in the west, but it was already dusk.

"That's what the general said. Firstly, it's getting late. Secondly, we made a wish to the Bodhisattva and prayed for peace. Now that our wish has come true, we have to fulfill our wish. After asking the two gentlemen to enjoy the sacrifices, we will send them westward tomorrow morning." The current dean of the road.

Although the monks in Guanyin Temple were eager for Wang Fan and Tang Seng to leave as soon as possible, they did not dare to show it on their faces, and instead tried their best to persuade them to stay.

"Alright." Tang Seng had no choice but to agree.

So the monks emptied their bags, took out the remaining funds snatched from the fire, and spent what they had, arranged some fasting offerings, burned some safe paper money, and read several volumes of sutras to ward off disasters.

After the vow was over, everyone ate some vegetarian offerings, and then went back to rest.

On the second day, Wang Fan and Wang Fan left the Guanyin Temple under the escort of the monks.

Now is the season of spring melting, willows shake golden threads, peaches and apricots are full of forests, radishes wrap around paths, and mountain streams are fragrant with flowers, creating a beautiful scene.

After traveling on the deserted road for six or seven days, when it was getting late that day, I saw a village of people from a distance, with bamboo fences and thatched huts, densely packed, willows beside the road, and flowers blooming inside the fence. Fragrant.

Under the slanting sun, it looks like a paradise.

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