Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

"Young master, Guru Padmasambhava and Di Shitian must have gone to arrest you, right?"

As Chen E turned into a mouse, Vasdayan also turned into a mouse hair, stuck to Chen E's body, and asked.

"squeak"

Chen E let out a mouse-squeaking laugh, and said: "Ganghe Asan is known for his low IQ. Even if he became a fairy Buddha, his wisdom has not improved. I just used a small plan to play around with them. Get back a bone and blow the trumpet for you."

Vasdayan said: "Is that too much, sir? Then Brahma is the god of wisdom."

Chen E said disapprovingly: "It depends on who you compare with. For example, in a flock of sheep, there is only a slightly smarter sheep, leading the flock to pick up pasture in the pasture in winter, so it is regarded as the god of wisdom by the flock. In human beings, what is this bit of wisdom?

I know you are well-intentioned, but you really don’t need to overestimate the wisdom of Brahmanism. You see, I’m fine with tossing back and forth in the Taizang Realm. If I dare to go to Lingshan to make trouble, I’m afraid I will be suppressed within a few days. "

Vasdayan couldn't help recalling that when she was the ninth princess, many of the actions of the Brahmans were absurd. She was so embarrassed that she asked after a while, "My lord, what is Gangesan?"

Chen E said with a sharp smile: "Brahma, Shiva and Vishnu, these three gods all come from the Ganges River, collectively known as the Ganges Asan."

Vasdayan was speechless.

Three days later, Chen E used Buddhist supernatural powers to tear through the barrier and entered the world of color. He sneaked all the way to the No.17 layer.

The entire heaven is the basic plate of Brahmins, and there are cows everywhere, white and yellow cattle wandering around with their tails flicking. The fair-skinned and beautiful Brahmins are dressed in gorgeous clothes, arrogant, and the other is dark-skinned and short. The living beings, on the other hand, bowed humblely, did not dare to look up when they saw the Brahmins, and had to walk around, and could not cry when they were beaten, and had to bear it silently.

Chen E is not the savior, and he doesn't feel angry about it. His purpose is to kill Shiva, get back the bone and blow the trumpet, and there will be absolutely no complications.

In this large area, although there are carved beams and colorful buildings and houses decorated with gold, the overall environment is extremely dirty, with sewage flowing across the ground and feces everywhere, breeding a large number of mice and flies. Chen E mixed with the same kind and quickly approached shrine.

There are three temples, Brahma in the middle, Shiva and Vishnu on the left and right. They are all magnificent, with gold and gemstones on the outside. The warriors guard them strictly, and ordinary people will have their eyes gouged out if they look around.

But Chen E is a mouse, not in this list, and swam all the way in from the sewer.

The water was extremely turbid, with a pungent smell, Chen E held her breath, suppressed the nausea, finally swam out, and immediately shook the fur on her body.

Whoa!

After a burst of black water was thrown away, I felt more comfortable.

"Your motherfucker!"

Chen E cursed secretly, then walked against the wall.

Suddenly I heard a servant talking.

"Is the holy water ready? It's time to bathe Lord Nandi!"

"Okay, okay, just sprinkled with fragrant flowers!"

A dozen servants carried huge wooden barrels and walked towards a more ornate palace, shouting.

Chen E's heart moved, isn't Nandi Shiva's mount White Bull?

Originally, his plan to kill Shiva was based on a sneak attack, killing him instantly with lightning speed. Wouldn't it be more sure if he could transform into a white bull?

So Chen E quietly followed behind, and saw the servants carrying the vat into a magnificent palace. In the center of the palace was a golden bed with a radius of five feet, covered with heavy curtains. With golden horns, white, soft and smooth fur, around the bed, there are several girls wearing light and transparent sari kneeling, four of them are massaging the white cow's limbs, and another is holding a hardwood brush to comb the white cow's back. the hair on his head, and another, massaging the top of the white bull's head.

From the white cow's nostrils, white gas was spouted from time to time, and it made a comfortable mooing sound.

This cow can really enjoy it!

Chen E secretly sighed with emotion, staring fixedly at the observation, Bai Niu's Hunyuan cultivation was half a step, which made him feel relieved, and he simply hid aside, waiting for Bai Niu to take a bath before doing anything, it could be regarded as the enjoyment before death.

"Bring over the holy water!"

One of the women turned around and called out.

"Yes!"

The servants respectfully carried the holy water to the bedside.

"You can go out now, take it easy, don't disturb Lord Nandi!"

The woman said again.

"Yes!"

The servants retreated cautiously.

These few women each took out soft cloths, dipped them in holy water, and wiped the body of the white cow, every minute and every inch, meticulously, and then applied essential oils, and it took half an hour to wash off the essential oils.

That hair is oily and smooth, dazzling white.

"Moo"

Bai Niu called twice and waved his hoof.

"Master Nandi is going to sleep, let's go out!"

The women knowingly took a gorgeous blanket to cover the white cow, packed up their things, left slowly, and closed the gate of the palace.

After a while, Bai Niu let out a thunderous snoring sound, and Chen E smiled secretly, and got out from the corner.

"Who?"

Unexpectedly, the white bull was very vigilant, just as Chen E jumped onto the bed, he came to his senses, raised his head abruptly, and looked again, it turned out to be a black mouse that barely reached the cultivation level of a fairy, he couldn't help waving his hoof in disgust and said: " Where did the dirty thing come from, it actually stained Mrs. Nandi's bed, get out of here!"

Saying that, the hoof swept towards Chen E like picking up trash.

It just wanted to sweep Chen E off the bed, and then kill him, lest he die on the bed and dirty the sheets.

But all of a sudden, Chen E stretched out his figure, and a ray of cold light shot out. Just as the frightened look appeared in the eyes of the white bull, before he could call out, his head was beheaded.

Immediately after turning the Zhanxie Sword, bone-piercing ice gushed out, sealing the wound without spraying a single drop of blood.

A phantom of a white bull rose from the head, looking around in panic, and was about to escape, when Chen E whispered: "Possession spirit!"

A strong suction came from the human skin thangka, sucking the soul of the white bull into it.

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"Roar!"

"Roar!"

In the cloud of yin and yang, the white tiger sensed the soul of the white bull, and roared loudly, full of longing.

Chen E hurriedly sent a voice transmission: "Don't worry, I'll use it first, and I'll eat it for you later."

Bai Hu squatted down like a cat, but raised his neck anxiously.