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Early the next morning.

The four of them went to the palace to exchange for the customs clearance letter and left without having breakfast.

The group of monks in Jinguang Temple who regarded them as their saviors were completely stunned.

Didn't the immortals dream and say that the monks from the Eastern Land Tang Dynasty would save them from misfortune?

Why did it just go away?

Watching the backs of the four of them go away.

A group of monks looked at each other, a little dazed.

By the time they reacted, Su Xun and the others had long since disappeared.

South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was feeding the fish by the lotus pond, accompanied by Mu Zha.

Calculate the time, Tang Seng and the others should go to sacrifice to Saiguo. Guanyin Bodhisattva said casually.

Mu Zha replied, Yes, Bodhisattva.

Guanyin Bodhisattva threw a handful of fish stock, and then calculated it, mainly because there were too many accidents before, so he had to be careful.

But this reckoning made him stunned again.

The Buddha treasure of the relic has not yet returned to its original position. Could it be that Sun Wukong has not yet gone to Bibotan?

Guanyin Bodhisattva wants to personally travel to the mortal world.

She turned into a mortal and came to the country of sacrifice.

Seeing that the top of Jinguang Temple was still dim, I asked a monk to inquire.

The results she got left her in a daze.

Tang Seng and the others didn't care at all, they just left, left, left...

I don't know what's going on, but the heart of Guanyin Bodhisattva has no turbulence.

Maybe that's what you're used to.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva went to the west in pursuit of the Tang monk.

Finally stopped Tang Seng on a bridge.

Amitabha, pay homage to the Bodhisattva.

Su Xun put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

Guanyin Bodhisattva resisted his anger and said in a calm tone: Tang Sanzang, passing by the sacrificial country, knowing that the monks in Jinguang Temple were implicated by monsters, why not let Wukong and the three help to regain the Buddha's treasure?

Amitabha, returning to the Bodhisattva, in the eyes of the poor monk, westward travel is above everything else, and the poor monk does not want to waste time on things along the way. Su Xun Dayi said sternly, carrying the banner of westward travel.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was so angry that it hurt, and his voice became cold: The monks should take compassion as their heart, Tang Sanzang, if you see death and can't save you, where is the Buddha's heart?

Returning to the Bodhisattva, the reincarnation of life and death has a destiny. I Buddha said that the fruit of this life is the cause of the previous life, and a poor monk and an ordinary person would not dare to mess with the cause and effect. Su Xun replied.

According to Buddhism, if you do good deeds and believe in Buddhism in this life, you will have a good life in the next life.

Since those monks were so miserable in this life, it means that they were not good things in their previous life.

This life is their punishment.

That being the case, how can I mess with cause and effect?

Dad: Only Dharma can defeat Dharma.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was extremely angry: Twisted the Buddhist Dharma, twisted the truth and heresy, Tang Sanzang, is this the Buddha you cultivated?

Amitabha, the poor monk is only for the west, and what he does is worthy of his heart. Su Xun closed his eyes.

Hearing the word going west, Guanyin Bodhisattva was annoyed, otherwise, for the sake of going west, he had to let this Tang monk know how powerful it was.

There are so many arrangements along the way, if Tang Seng doesn't care about it, wouldn't it be a waste of arrangement?

Originally, as long as Tang Seng took back the Buddha's treasure, he would re-believe in Buddhism when he sacrificed to Saiguo.

But just because Tang monks let pigeons, it is still popular to suppress Buddhism in the country.

Tang Sanzang, you better do it yourself.

Guanyin Bodhisattva snorted coldly and left.

Respectfully send the Bodhisattva.

Su Xun shouted loudly.

Su Xun, who is worshipped by Zhu Bajie: Master, what does it feel like to be a bodhisattva?

I didn't complain. Su Xun said.

Zhu Bajie was stunned for a moment, didn't the master just hate it? It's still his name.

Su Xun smiled meaningfully without explaining.

In this world, no one can understand the car he drives, it's so lonely.

Regardless of Su Xun, Guanyin Bodhisattva can only play in person.

She came to Bibotan to ask the Dragon King to hand over the Buddha's treasure.

The Dragon King received him kindly, crying and saying that the nine-headed worm, the concubine, was unconscionable, and he always abandoned his daughter and ran away with the Buddha treasure.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva calculated, and then he was lonely, and he couldn't even find the hair of the nine-headed insect.

The Buddha was lost just like that.

Guanyin Bodhisattva has not been so angry for a long time, but more of a feeling of powerlessness.

Can only turn back to the South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest.

But it was said that the four of Su Xun's master and apprentice traveled all the way to the west, and one day they came to a mountain.

A road could be seen vaguely, but the road was full of thorns and stretched as far as the eye could see.

How can this go? Sha Wujing asked anxiously.

Zhu Bajie smiled: Don't worry, look at my old pig's ability.

The voice fell, and the body grew twenty or thirty feet tall, holding the nine-toothed nails to clear the thorns and open the way.

Su Xun and others passed smoothly.

In the original book, I met three good monsters in the Eight Hundred Miles of Thorns Mountains and wanted to talk about Buddhism and Taoism with Tang Seng.

But this time it was never encountered.

The four of them successfully passed through the Bramble Ridge, and when they walked through a forest, they encountered another high mountain.

Walking across the top of the mountain, going down to Xiping, I suddenly see auspicious light, colorful fog, a palace, terrace and pavilion, faint bells melodious, and the Buddha's light shines.

What place is this? Could it be that we have arrived in the West? Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing were both shocked.

Sun Wukong frowned and said, I've been to the road to the West a few times, but it's not here. Could it be that some monsters set up a hall to lie to me?

Go and have a look, the teacher already knows what kind of monster this is. Su Xun smiled indifferently, confident.

Most of this place is the Little Leiyin Temple.

The monster in Xiaoleiyin Temple is called King Huangmei.

This Huangmei King was originally a boy who knocked the chime of Maitreya Buddha. Like many monsters, he took advantage of Maitreya Buddha's absence and stole treasures and came to the lower realm as a monster.

Set up this small Leiyin Temple, claiming to be the old Buddha with yellow eyebrows, doing evil and harming the world.

This monster has the same backstage as the black-haired lion, and the backstage is harder.

Su Xun didn't want to keep him.

This King Huangmei, like the King Inspiration, did not eat less people, and he had a backstage. Such people with backstages could not be attracted. If so, it is better to kill them and give an explanation to those dead souls.

The four masters and apprentices came to the Xiaoleiyin Temple and saw the throne of the Zhenlou, the famous temple in the temple, the sound of the valley, the quiet and the fragrance of the sky.

The four entered the hall, and they saw Jieti, Arhats, Bodhisattvas, Bhikkhunis, etc. lined up on both sides.

A group of ghosts and ghosts, die!

Su Xun's face turned cold and he shouted angrily.

boom!

what!

The bodhisattvas and arhats who were turned into monsters, Jieti screamed and died.

Presumptuous! Dare to kill the Arhat under my seat!

An angry shout sounded, followed by a golden cymbal flying towards Su Xun.

Su Xun snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the treasure in his hand.

how is this possible!

Huang Mei couldn't help but Wang exclaimed.