People are conferring gods, I am Yuelao

On the Zimu River,

The four Tang monks who woke up woke up like a dream at this time.

They remember all the experiences in the dream deeply and clearly, and they only felt absurd.

Zhu Bajie's sleepy eyes were hazy, his expression was dazed, ~ shouted.

"What a strange dream, how did my old pig dream that he had become a pig demon?"

Then he looked at Tang Seng and said with a smile.

"Master, I dreamed that you were actually in love! or with a young lady surnamed Duan, that is called a deep love......

At this time, Tang Seng was silent, his expression was constantly changing, as if he had not woken up from his dream.

Sun Wukong was shocked at the moment, kept looking around, and when he heard Zhu Bajie's words, he immediately scolded angrily.

"Shut up, nerd, we were just brought into a dream by a certain supernatural person!"

Then he shouted warily in all directions.

"I don't know which one is sacred, who wants to play tricks on us? Come out!"

The old woman who was holding the boat at the bow of the boat glanced at Sun Wukong strangely, shook her head and said.

"Aren't you monkeys dazed? There's no one around here, so it's useless for you to shout. "

Sun Wukong ignored the old woman, he was also suspicious of this old woman at first, but after careful observation, he confirmed that he was just a mortal.

And just when Sun Wukong thought that the fairy who had played them had gone, everything around them stopped, the river stopped flowing, the wind stopped, and the boat they were sitting in and the old woman were stationary.

The whole world fell silent!

Only the four Monkey King Tang Seng on the ship, as well as a white dragon horse, were not affected, looking at everything around them in disbelief.

Then a figure strolled from a distance, he stepped on the water, as if walking on the ground, dressed in red looked very festive, and there was a small red hydrangea hanging around his waist as an accessory, his face was handsome, like a peach blossom groom.

"Great Sage, Marshal Tianpeng, it's been a long time. "

Su Jiuxi said with a smile.

When Sun Wukong saw Su Jiuxi, he was immediately surprised.

"Yue Lao, it's you!"

Then there was no good airway.

"Yue Lao, you are not enough of the marriage in the world, and it hit my master? He has many disasters and difficulties on the way to learn the scriptures, encountering demons in the mountains, crossing the river and encountering demons, and he is not at peace once, why did you come to add to the chaos, do you think that we have not worked hard enough to learn the scriptures?"

"Besides, that old monk only knows how to chant sutras and chant Buddha, you pulled him into an illusion and made something of love and love, aren't you looking for trouble?"

Zhu Bajie on the side also nodded in agreement, and complained dissatisfied.

"That's it, Brother Yuexia, if you want to test my master, then just let him dream alone, how did you bring us with you? And made a ridiculous dream of learning from the scriptures, turning my old pig into a pig demon who was killed by his wife and adulterer?

The sand monk on the side was not familiar with Su Jiuxi, but his expression also meant the same thing.

After all, he also turned into a fish demon in his dream, and Chen Xuanzang, who was turned into a master, used a book of 300 children's songs to sing children's songs like a fool to make him abandon evil and follow good.

The expression of begging for a yawn and beating made him boast of his deep determination, and he couldn't help but itch his fists.

When Su Jiuxi heard the complaints of the two, he smiled mysteriously and asked rhetorically.

"How can you be sure it's a dream and not another self?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong looked at Su Jiuxi and couldn't help but question.

"What do you mean? Could it be that you say that the dream is real?"

Su Jiuxi did not answer his words directly, but said with a smile.

"When it's true, it's true, it's true, it's true, it's true or not, and it's up to you how you look at it. "

Then he looked at Tang Seng and spoke.

"Chen Xuanzang, what about your decision now?"

Tang Seng raised his head, his eyes released endless light, and asked anxiously and expectantly.

"Old Yue, can you really resurrect Miss Duan?"

Su Jiuxi raised his eyebrows and asked interestingly.

"Don't you suspect it's just a dream?"

Tang Seng shook his head with a look of conviction.

"I believe that's true! Just like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, Zhuang Zhou is a butterfly, a butterfly is Zhuang Zhou, and I am Tang Sanzang and Chen Xuanzang!"

When Su Jiuxi heard this, he praised with a smile. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"He has a deep understanding and is worthy of being a man of destiny. "

Then the voice changed, and he looked at him seriously and asked again.

"Tang Sanzang, this trip to the west is not only to learn scriptures, but also to wait for your cultivation path. "

"This calamity is your love calamity, if you can let go, you will be able to achieve positive results after learning the scriptures, and you will also have a place in the Ten Thousand Buddhas of Lingshan;"

"But if you can't let go, your practice will be abandoned halfway and you will sink into the world. "

"What is your choice this time? Do you want to let go, or do you want to resurrect Miss Duan?"

Tang Seng said without hesitation.

"I want to resurrect Miss Duan and ask for the moon to be fulfilled!"

"The little monk does not want to become a Buddha as an ancestor, only wants to live in the world, bear the pain with all living beings, enjoy the joy, cherish the present, 10,000 years is too long, the little monk only seizes the day, and achieves great love with small love, so as to live up to it!"

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His voice was unwavering and deafening, completely different from the once old-fashioned Tang Seng, and at this time he was more like the exorcist Chen Xuanzang.

At the same time, on his body, as his words came out, a stream of Buddha nature was released from his body, the Buddha's light lingered, and a big Buddha faintly appeared behind him.

The three of Sun Wukong looked at Tang Seng in shock, and instantly thought of the absurd dream in which Chen Xuanzang finally used the Da Ri Rulai Sutra re-assembled by Miss Duan to suppress Sun Wukong.

Seeing this, Su Jiuxi smiled.

Because of the fall of the Lu Zhuan Dao people, there is no Buddha in the Buddha Gate, but the Buddha of Joy still uses the origin of the golden crow in the hands of Su Jiuxi to transform the Dharma body of the Great Day Nyorai, so the Buddha of Joy can also be said to be the Lord of the Great Day Nyorai, and he is the master of the secret religion. []

In the Journey to the West Demon World that evolved from the dantian world, Chen Xuanzang successfully comprehended the Great Ri Nyorai Sutra, thus triggering the advent of the Great Ri Nyorai Dharma Body.

Now Chen Xuanzang has become a Tang monk, but this realization has not disappeared, but with the help of the Buddhism accumulated by Tang Seng in his previous life, Jin Chanzi and the ninth generation, he has turned into a Buddhist magic power after an epiphany.

It can be said that the current Tang Seng is no longer the powerless Tang Seng who has no power to restrain the chicken, and if he comes to the palm of God, even Sun Wukong has to deal with it seriously.

This is a gift from Su Jiuxi to Tang Seng, as long as he can understand it, he can get this opportunity, and he will no longer be the monk who panicked and shouted Wukong to save me when he encountered a monster.

Facing Tang Seng's expectant gaze, Su Jiuxi smiled and nodded.

"Since you don't want to let go, then I'll do what you want!"

He took out a grain of soil and cast his magical power of creation.

Si Yang quickly grew larger, transformed into a human form, and finally turned into a living Miss Duan.

Then, under Tang Seng's surprised gaze, he condensed Miss Duan's sleeping soul from the dantian world, and then entered the flesh.

Miss Duan opened her eyes, her last memory was still in the time period before she was killed by the demon king Sun Wukong, and when she saw a familiar and somewhat unfamiliar face, she was looking at her expectantly and affectionately.

She asked, uncertain and surprised.

"Chen Xuanzang, why did you become like this? Are you really a monk?"