Fahai travels through Tang Sanzang

Chapter 145 "I want to see what happens to you."

"Since you crushed me with a mountain, now the poor monk will crush you under this mountain!"

Fahai flew down from the top of the mountain, and he didn't need to recite mantras, let alone urge the mountain god to cast spells. He even sent the Zen stick in his hand to the Cangxiong, and then held the golden bowl in one hand, and reached the bottom of the mountain with the other hand, and shouted angrily. One sound: "Get up--"

I don't know how much mana he poured into——

Rumble!
The entire Pingdingshan suddenly shook, rolling stones.

He really moved the silver-horned king to the mountain, and lifted it up with one hand.

Ba Jie and Dasha Monk were terrified when they saw it. They knew that their mage had profound magic power. How could it be easy to support the mountain's power with bare hands?

Fa Hai would never tell them that back then he was able to raise a golden mountain by himself, but now he just lifted up a peak on Pingdingshan, so what is it?
"go with!"

Fahai chanted a mantra, and sent King Yinjiao from the golden bowl to the foot of the mountain. Then he stepped sideways, and the mountain peak fell heavily, crushing him under the mountain.

Bajie and Drifting saw that Master had surrendered King Yinjiao, and they also ran out of the demon cave. After arriving in front of Master, Lao Zhu knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Master, I have caused you a lot of trouble along the way. , the master does not care about the disciple, the disciple is very grateful."

Fa Hai reached out to catch the nine-ringed tin stick that fell from the sky, tapped Ba Jie lightly on the head, and said, "You ramming thing, get up quickly."

Bajie responded again and again, only obeying the master's order.

In the past, when the master subdued demons and eliminated demons, when did the violent scene like today happen?
Bajie even thought that when the mountain peak fell, the master didn't need to hide at all, and just stretched out his hand to support the mountain peak.

Junior brother Sha stepped forward to help the second senior brother, and after Bajie got up, he looked around and smiled immediately.

Wu Jing asked, "Second senior brother, what are you laughing at? Could it be that Master beat you stupid with one stick?"

But Bajie pointed to the silver-horned king who was pressed under the mountain, with only his head exposed, and said: "Master, Junior Brother Sha, look. This demon king is still stubborn, but he still doesn't say a word. It’s also a character. Anyway, I’m looking at the old pig, he’s better than that Wanzishan Kui Mulang who only wants to beg for mercy and save his life.”

King Silver Horn turned his head away, closed his eyes and said nothing.

How does he not hurt?
It's just that the elder brother's speech suppression technique has not been unlocked, so he can't speak.

What a ruthless Tang Dynasty monk, where is this ordinary monk who was reincarnated from Jin Chanzi?
Even if Jin Chanzi's real body is here, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that?

"Amitabha."

Fahai chanted the Buddha's name, tidied up the messy robes on his body, and said to the two disciples: "You two have subdued many little demons in the cave, so let's bring them all out at once."

"Yes."

The two disciples went to the demon king's cave, where Fahai also saw that the silver-horned king was unable to speak, so he moistened his throat with Buddha's light, and lifted the curse.

"what--"

A painful moan resounded through the mountains.

"Tang Seng, just give me a good time, don't torture and humiliate me like this." King Yinjiao only wants to die quickly at this moment. After all, he is under the old monarch's family. It ended in such a disastrous defeat that it ruined the face of Tushita Palace and Laojun, let alone staying in the Three Realms.

"When you were a demon in the lower realm, why didn't you think of today?" Fa Hai sat down cross-legged. In fact, he still treated the Silver Horn King quite differently. With these insights.

But this does not conflict with Fa Hai's discussion with him at the moment.

King Yinjiao seemed to have eased the pain a little bit, his expression could not hide his weakness but he continued to hold on, "Tang Monk, don't need to say more. My Taoism also has the law of karma, and now I want to kill you, but I fall into it. You have to blame yourself. Hurry up and send the Taoist on the road, so that you can go to reincarnation."

But Fa Hai said: "Do you know that in the hands of the poor monk, Na Kui Mulang even had his soul transcended, and thus transformed into the Three Realms, Heaven and Earth, and did not enter the Six Realms of Reincarnation."

King Yinjiao said: "I have heard a little bit, if you want to save me like that, you can just do it, and see if there is a word of begging for mercy."

Fa Hai sat face to face with King Yinjiao, and asked him: "I still remember you asked the poor Taoist a word before."

"What?"

"When you saw me chanting Buddha, you said that you found that we monks have a problem. When encountering difficult things, we only chanted Buddha and begged the Bodhisattva and asked, do we have no legs? No hands? No brains? We only wait for the Buddha and Bodhisattva to come to our rescue. , have you never thought of solving it on your own?" Fa Hai looked at King Yinjiao and said, "Is it true or not?"

King Yinjiao snorted coldly, and said: "I admit that I shouldn't say this to you, but you say it yourself, is it true that what I said is true? You are doing good in Buddhism, but you shouldn't use the guise of doing good to cross the border to make clear That's what the sentient beings of the three realms who believe in you will become. If one day, when all the sentient beings in the three realms believe in Buddha, how would you imagine the situation in the three realms?"

"Xiantong, you may be a little too extreme. If it is what you think in your heart, it must be the Buddha that all living beings in the three realms believe in. It is not true."

King Yinjiao is smart after all, he looked at Master Sanzang suddenly and said, "How do you know what kind of scene I'm thinking of?"

"Because the poor monk also has such worries, so he went to the west to ask the Buddha, to find out what the Buddha is, and whether the world should be converted."

King Yinjiao's face suddenly changed, "Why are you telling me this?"

"You asked, and I answered. Although the poor monk is just an ordinary monk, he also knows that monks can solve people's doubts and don't lie."

"It's a mere mortal monk." King Yinjiao suddenly said again: "I suddenly don't want to die."

"Why?"

King Silver Horn's voice was slightly low: "Because I want to see how you died."

As soon as these words came out, the two fell silent for a moment, Fa Hai's eyes met King Yinjiao's, and after an unknown amount of time, Fa Hai stood up slowly and said: "Good."

"The poor monk will agree to your request, and the death of the poor monk will last. If the poor monk does not die for a day, you will have to press down on this mountain for a day to pay for your sins; and when the poor monk dies, it will be you day of deliverance."

"It's not fair." King Yinjiao shook his head and said, "If you don't die for a day, I will live under this mountain for a day; but if you die, since I have seen your fate, I will not live if you die , I should do the same.”

Speaking of this, King Yinjiao suddenly looked at Fa Hai and asked, "Are you not afraid that this is what I said to you, and I will take the opportunity to get out after you leave?"

"Let's go? Where can you go?" Fahai looked at him, "It's nothing more than going to Laojun to seek protection. Although the poor monk has never seen Laojun's demeanor, if you really do such things, you will die from the Three Realms What's the difference? Why do you need the poor monk to look for you again, your state of mind will fall into an endless abyss, and you will never be at peace again, isn't this more painful than death and being crushed under this cliff?"

"Hehehehe. Although I am an enemy today, I am happy." King Yinjiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, seemingly smiling, but his expression was complicated. My brother and I can treat each other with courtesy, but those boring days have been repeated for countless years, and they are far less happy than the few months in this mortal world, mage. At this moment, my brother must be with me Mother, she has also fallen into the hands of the Great Sage."

Just as King Yinjiao finished his words, the great sage and little white dragon over there had already returned, and said loudly: "Master, my grandson is here—"

The great sage fell to the ground to meet his master, but it was quite strange. Because the great sage had a plantain fan pinned to his back, and he was holding a person in one hand, and a little white dragon in his left hand, which was trapped by a golden rope; A fainted old demon was tied up with an ordinary hemp rope.

"Sun Wukong, where is my elder brother?!" The Silver Horn King who was crushed down the mountain only saw the unconscious old lady, but never saw the Golden Horn King, and saw his elder brother's plantain fan behind the Great Sage, subconsciously asked.

When the great sage saw that it was King Yinjiao being crushed under the mountain, he was immediately happy, and said: "Only my grandson has enjoyed such treatment. I didn't expect you to be crushed under the mountain. Master, when will you use the means of the Tathagata?" Learned it too?"

"It's not the time for jokes, let me ask you as a teacher, where is King Golden Horn?"

Seeing the seriousness of the master, the great sage restrained himself a little, took out the mutton fat jade bottle from his bosom, and said: "The King of Golden Horn was put in the bottle by the disciple. Because the disciple only knows how to pretend to be a human being." I don’t know how to let people go, I’m afraid that the body has dissipated, and some true spirits have gone to the underworld with their souls.”

"Brother!" King Yinjiao felt so sad, and because he suffered a lot of setbacks just now, he passed out directly.

"Amitabha." Fahai chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Speaking carefully, what's the matter with the rope on the little white dragon?"

"I didn't tell Master before that before I left, my disciple exchanged the Golden Horn King's mutton fat jade bottle for a fake one. The Golden Horn King's plantain fan is powerful, and my disciple was not strong enough to outwit him." Sheng dedicated the treasure in front of the master.

"Master." Ao Lie, who was tied up with a golden rope, said hastily: "Master, in fact, the disciple was locked by the golden rope of the old monster's magic weapon. When the King of Golden Horn saw that the disciple was captured, he immediately wanted to use a plantain fan to fan him. Brother took out the vase out of desperation, called the Golden Horn King, and took the Golden Horn King into it."

"Master." The Great Sage also explained: "When I was fighting with the golden horned king, the old fox used the rope to plot against me, but the younger brother stood behind me and endured it for me, and saw the golden horned king again. Using the plantain fan to slap the little master’s younger brother is a magic weapon.”

"Amitabha." Fa Hai recited the Buddha's name, and said, "It's also because of cause and effect, so let's wake up this old fox first."

The Great Sage stepped forward, poked the old demon with a stick, and said, "Old demon, wake up!"

Not long after, the Dragon Pressing Immortal opened her eyes. She first looked at the King Yinjiao who was pressed under the mountain and had passed out at the moment, and then at the Master Sanzang who was standing beside her, and suddenly wept bitterly. : "My son——"

(End of this chapter)