Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

Chapter Twenty Five

The sudden appearance of King Yellow Wind made Guanyin Bodhisattva a little confused.

Instead of waiting for Monkey King and Zhu Bajie, he waited for King Huang Feng.

Also, how did he know that he was changed by Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly had a bad feeling, and it seemed that things were a little unexpected.

She is a Buddhism Guanyin Bodhisattva. At this moment, she was pointed and questioned by a monster, her face suddenly chilled, and her true body was revealed.

“Bold, knowing that it is this seat, you still don’t bow down.”

If it were normal times, and seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva, King Huang Feng would definitely have to kneel down, let alone point to the Bodhisattva and question him.

But he is drinking now, and feels a bit on his head.

He felt that he was invincible in the world, it seemed that the Three Realms belonged to him.

“Haha, what labor and capital are looking for is Guanyin Bodhisattva.”

King Huang Feng laughed, with a tigerish air of arrogance to me.

“Little ones, hack her to death for me.”

The little demons screamed and rushed up.

At the same time, there was a sudden violent wind, flying sand and rocks.

King Huang Feng also blows the air.

No, Guanyin Bodhisattva was surprised.

Although her realm was much higher than that of King Huangfeng, he was blowing the samadhi divine wind, and ordinary gods couldn’t stop it at all.

Except for Lingji Bodhisattva’s Ding Fengzhu, it can be said that there is no nemesis.

Guanyin Bodhisattva could not have imagined that the Yellow Wind King would suddenly attack him, and he also accurately found his changed farmyard.

My heart is full of doubts, but it is too late to think about it now.

Dealing with the immediate crisis is the top priority.

But this samādhi kamikaze is not something that ordinary people can resist at all.

Guanyin Bodhisattva has already felt his head dizzy, this is a hit.

“Haha…Look at labor and capital, I will blow you to death.”

Seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva falling under the wind under his samādhi sacred wind, King Huangfeng laughed, and suddenly felt that he had done it, stood up, and was not afraid of anything.

Western sky.

Great Leiyin Temple.

Seeing this scene, all the Buddha’s eyes almost stared out.

How could the great King Huangfeng suddenly attack Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Tathagata Buddha’s face was blue, and if he expected it, he must have been involved in variables.

It’s just that he couldn’t figure out how the variables flickered the second fool, King Huang Feng, onto his thief ship.

At this moment, he was so bold that even the Bodhisattva was stunned.

“Lingji, the king of yellow wind is good at samādhi sacred wind, except for your Ding Fengzhu, there is no nemesis, you can help Venerable Guanyin to take down this monster.” Tathagata Buddha commanded.

If you don’t see Guanyin, you can’t stand it anymore. If you don’t let Lingji Bodhisattva go, Buddhism will lose one Bodhisattva if you don’t see it.

Now that Buddhism hasn’t flourished, there are not many believers. If you suddenly lose a bodhisattva, it will not be worth the loss.

“Buddha decree.”

Lingji Bodhisattva received the decree and hurriedly left for the next session.

Heavenly Court.

The gods looked at this scene in disbelief, how did Buddhism arrange the catastrophe to Buddhism himself?

What kind of wind the King Huang Feng smoked, now he is bold enough.

The Jade Emperor’s expression was calm, but an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

interesting.

He suddenly felt the feeling of Buddhism lifting a rock and hitting his own foot.

For this trip to the west, Buddhism has been preparing for many years.

It is for Buddhism to prosper.

But not long after I walked out, things happened one after another.

The arranged catastrophes have been accomplished so far only a handful.

However, the Jade Emperor was happy to see Buddhism collapsed.

Thirty-three heaven.

Laojun Taishang chuckled endlessly when he saw this scene.

“This should be enough for Buddhism’s headache.”

The Westward Journey was unchangeable, and it has become inevitable, but who would have thought that Tang Yu would have such a variable.

Looking at it this way, it seems a bit difficult for Buddhism to complete the journey to the west and make Buddhism prosper.

The lower bound.

The Great King Huang Feng was blowing in the wind, and Guanyin Bodhisattva had already received some injuries.

At this moment, she looked a little embarrassed, her white dress was stained with sand and dust, and her face was ashamed.

woo woo woo woo……

It’s just that the wind is unknowingly smaller, and finally disappears gradually.

Um?

what happened?

King Huang Feng blew hard twice, and a small wind passed by, like a fart.

King Huang Feng took a couple of breaths, feeling a bit of gold star in front of him.

Blow hypoxia.

Sure enough, bragging and blowing are both hard work.

Guanyin Bodhisattva emerged from the side embarrassed.

“Pooh.”

She spit out the sand that was blown into her mouth, and shouted angrily: “Bold monster, dare to attack this seat.”

“Haha, what labor and capital are talking about is…”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and King Huang Feng looked to the side of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

I saw Guanyin Bodhisattva. I don’t know when there was a bald donkey, holding a small shiny bead in his hand, looking at him with a smile.

Lingji Bodhisattva!

Set Fengzhu!

To finish the calf.

Cold sweat continued to flow down King Huang Feng’s forehead. In the panic, the wine was completely awake, recalling everything he had done.

King Huang Feng whirled around and almost didn’t even hit the ground.

My mother.

What did I do? He actually had a fight with the Bodhisattva.

Jump his great cause!

Fudged by that bald donkey!

As the wine sobered up, King Huang Feng suddenly understood that he was fooled by the brother he had just recognized.

But now it’s too late to beg for mercy.

King Huang Feng turned around and ran away.

“Where to go.”

Guanyin Bodhisattva gave a low voice.

Pushing up his ass, King Huang Feng let out a fart, and he was stinking all of a sudden.

Xun made Guanyin Bodhisattva rolled his eyes.

Taking advantage of this time, King Huang Feng ran so fast that he didn’t even care about the little brother behind him.

He runs fast, but those little monsters run slow.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva waved his hand, and suddenly everything was wiped out.

Get out of breath with these little monsters first.

As for King Huang Feng, she would not let it go.

As you can imagine, King Huangfeng hadn’t waited to run back to his yellow wind tunnel.

I was found by the two Bodhisattvas, and with the help of Lingji Bodhisattva Dingfengzhu, it was easy to deal with a Huangfeng King.

The soul that was directly beaten by the Guanyin Bodhisattva scattered.

Shame, too shame.

Being so embarrassed by a monster, it is even more depressed, but he collapsed with a fart.

At this moment Guanyin Bodhisattva has a sense of facelessness facing the Buddhas of the Western Heavens.

He went straight back to Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea with a black face.

Lingji Bodhisattva was also preparing to return to Lingshan, but where King Huangfeng died, there was a pack of cigarettes lying quietly there.

With a wave of his hand, the cigarette flew into his hand.

No stranger to this thing, because from Xuanguangjing, Tang Sanzang was often seen holding it in his mouth, and he was still enjoying the expression on his face.

After hesitating a little, he took out a stick and held it on his mouth, lit it with fire, and took a sip…