I have a role in the heavens

Just when Sun Wukong was having murderous intent in his heart, a gust of evil wind suddenly blew up and swept towards Tang Xuanzang on the white dragon horse, trying to sweep him away.

Sun Wukong sneered, two rays of light shot out from his eyes, looking at the demonic energy in the wind, a Ruyi Golden Cudgel appeared in his hand, and he rushed into the hiding place of King Huangfeng. The golden cudgel in his hand The stick was raised high and hit King Huang Feng hard.

King Huang Feng had a look of horror on his face. The space around him was blocked by this stick. He was very slow and couldn't dodge. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and his evil energy exploded. He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of yellow wind towards Sun Wukong. As soon as this divine wind came out, the sky and the earth changed color, became extremely dark, sand and rocks flew, dust flew up, and countless wind knives, extremely sharp, swept towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly, the cold light in his eyes did not diminish, and the body-protecting divine light on his body was propped up, and all the wind blades were wiped out. The speed did not slow down, and turned into a stream of light, rushing in front of King Huangfeng, with a golden cudgel. Smashing it down mercilessly, King Huang Feng's head suddenly looked like a big watermelon. Juice splashed everywhere, red and white, all over the floor. His body fell to the ground with a crash, only a little dust was thrown up, and his body gradually shrank. , transformed into a yellow-haired marten, showing its original shape.

"Great Sage, please be merciful and don't hurt his life!"

A word of pleading came from afar. The golden lotus flew from the west. Standing on it was a Bodhisattva with a solemn appearance. There was golden lotus Buddha light in his eyes. He held a wind-fixing bead in his hand. The golden lotus fell and looked at the corpse of King Huangfeng in front of him. , Lingji Bodhisattva's face was gloomy, he raised his eyes and glanced at Sun Wukong, unable to hold back the anger in his heart, and asked in a very aggressive tone.

"I clearly asked for mercy, why is the Great Sage still so ruthless and unwilling to spare his life?"

Sun Wukong put away the golden hoop in his hand, kicked the body of King Huangfeng with his toes, raised the corners of his eyes slightly, glanced at Lingji Bodhisattva with disdain, walked to Tang Xuanzang's side without saying a word, closed his eyes again, Too lazy to pay attention to his yelling.

Seeing this, Lingji Bodhisattva became even more angry. His eyes widened and he stared at Sun Wukong who ignored his existence. As soon as his steps moved, he was about to step forward to argue with Sun Wukong.

Seeing this, Zhu Bajie quickly moved and stopped in front of Lingji Bodhisattva. He didn't want Lingji Bodhisattva to continue making trouble and provoke Sun Wukong to take action. He was afraid that there would be one less Bodhisattva on Lingshan Mountain again. At that time, Lingshan Mountain would definitely not be there. He is willing to do good and give up. Sun Wukong doesn't care about learning scriptures, but he can't do it. If he can't make some merit, wouldn't his reincarnation be in vain?

"Bodhisattva, please be happy and angry. This rat spirit is just a karma-ridden evildoer who does many evil things and is not worthy of your wrath!"

When Lingji Bodhisattva heard Zhu Bajie describe King Huangfeng like this, he couldn't help but feel a flash of embarrassment. King Huangfeng was also his spiritual beast. He was a Taoist mouse at the foot of Lingshan Mountain who stole the clear oil from the glass cup in the Big Bear Hall. He subdued it, taught him the art of controlling the wind, and placed it in Huangfengling to act as a nuisance on the westward journey and gain some luck and merit. However, this monster remained stubborn and committed many evil deeds. It ate countless people. , the ravine behind the mountain was filled with bones, he was obviously aware of it, but he turned a blind eye and didn't care at all. He didn't expect to encounter such an evil star like Sun Wukong and was directly beaten to death with a stick.

Although Lingji Bodhisattva felt guilty, he still refused to give in and continued to complain about Sun Wukong. Seeing that he was so ignorant, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but ask.

"Bodhisattva, I wonder if the Great Sun Tathagata is okay. Has he recovered?"

Lingji Bodhisattva suddenly froze on the spot, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. He then remembered that the one he wanted to persecute was the Monkey King, the Monkey King. A few months ago, he had beaten the Great Sun Tathagata to the point where he had fallen into a state of decline and was reduced to Taiyi's number has not recovered his cultivation level until now.

Lingji Bodhisattva's sweat suddenly broke out, and his hair was stuck on his forehead. He didn't dare to make any more trouble. He glanced at Zhu Bajie who had just reminded him, pulled out a stiff smile at the corner of his mouth, and put away the Yellow Wind King on the ground. The corpse picked up the golden lotus and left here in despair.

Sun Wukong slowly opened his eyes, looking at the back of Lingji Bodhisattva as if he was running for his life, with a coldness that would not go away.

Lingji Bodhisattva desperately urged the golden lotus under his seat, and suddenly felt a terrifying coldness coming from behind, like a sharp weapon. His body couldn't help but stiffen, and once again urged the golden lotus with all his strength, it disappeared into the air as if running for his life.

Zhu Bajie glanced at Lingji Bodhisattva who was running away in panic, and then at Sun Wukong with frost on his face, and comforted him.

"Brother Monkey, why do you need to be on the same level as him? If Lingshan loses a Bodhisattva, I'm afraid it won't stop. It's not worth it!"

Sun Wukong looked at Zhu Bajie and admired his exquisite thoughts. He nodded and agreed.

"I know, that's why I tolerated him being so noisy and didn't kill him!"

These words were spoken extremely seriously, revealing endless murderous intent. How could Sun Wukong not see the relationship between Lingji Bodhisattva and King Huangfeng with his fiery eyes? Most of the evil done by King Huangfeng would be blamed on Lingji Bodhisattva. On top of that, if he hadn't indulged his spiritual beast, how could so many innocent beings have died miserably.

Zhu Bajie was ashamed and couldn't help but feel lucky. Thanks to Sun Wukong, he knew how to weigh the pros and cons and didn't take action. Otherwise, Lingji Bodhisattva might not be able to see the sun tomorrow, which would break the sky.

Sun Wukong ignored the frightened Zhu Bajie and took a step forward to reach the Yellow Wind Mountain. Seeing the piles of bones and endless resentment in front of him, he couldn't help but sit down cross-legged and read out the "Tai Shang Sutra", also known as "Tai Shang Cave" Xuan Ling Bao Tian Zun's "The Wonderful Sutra of Saving Suffering" is a Taoist sutra for relieving the dead and saving people from death. It is commonly used in dojos for saving people from death. The sutra praises Taiyi for rescuing suffering deities and escaping sentient beings from astray and transcending the three realms. Reciting this sutra continuously can lead to "great blessings in heaven and no sound of suffering in hell."

"At that time, save the suffering god:

Filling the realms of the ten directions, he always uses his majestic power to save all sentient beings and escape from their lost ways.

All sentient beings are unaware, just like seeing the sun and the moon blindly. I am too inexperienced, and my leadership is boundless.

Qingyun opens the door to life, and the auspicious smoke blocks the dead house. The beginning of Xuan Yuanshi is used to communicate the auspiciousness and sense of opportunity.

Save all sins and overcome all misfortunes."

For the sake of the golden words, the scripture culture floated in the void and turned into scriptures of salvation. The golden light fell on the bones, endless black energy emerged, thousands of resentful souls appeared, and the expressions on their faces were painful and ferocious. , kept wailing, and as the golden light gradually fell, the expression on his face gradually began to calm down, and the black energy gradually disappeared.

I saw the scriptures and golden light shining all over the sky, dyeing the sky yellow. Thousands of dead souls gradually turned into white balls of light. Countless white light spots floated out, fell into Sun Wukong's body and disappeared. Unexpectedly, it was the power of sentient beings' thoughts. Sun Wukong gradually stopped chanting sutras, looked at the floating light group, waved his hand, and opened the door to the netherworld. All the souls of the dead entered it and disappeared.