Journey to the West: Don’t mess with that monster

Jinjie Gong, who was originally thinking about escaping from trouble, felt as if he was seeing great terror when he saw the branch.

Scared to the point of not daring to move, the twig did the same thing.

Absorb all three of Jinjie, Lingkong and Fuyun.

The sapling grew taller, but soon fell into a deep sleep.

The black bear spirit said in disbelief, "The sapling of Qingdi looks very scary."

"Scary? My little sapling is so cute, how can it be scary!" Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.

He could feel that this little sapling had the aura to dominate the world's vegetation.

He didn't know if it could absorb the ginseng fruit tree, but thinking about Zhen Yuanzi's strength, Emperor Zhang Qing put this idea away.

"Qing Emperor, those four old guys are dead, how can we get out?" Black Bear Spirit looked around for a while and asked.

Zhang Qingdi stretched out his hand and tore it off seemingly casually, but actually tore out a huge hole.

The black bear spirit felt that it was unnecessary for him to ask. After all, he had seen Emperor Zhang Qing's heroic appearance when he tore apart the golden light of Tathagata.

When the two of them came out of the painting, the world began to collapse.

When they came out, an ancient painting appeared in front of Emperor Zhang Qing.

There are four ancient trees on the painting: pine, cypress, bamboo, and cypress. The four ancient trees on the painting are all lifeless and look like they are dead. Moreover, there is a big hole in the middle of the ancient painting. Kouzi.

Emperor Zhang Qing remembered that in the original work, there should be Xingxian here.

There is no such thing in this painting. It seems that Xingxian is a fairy from somewhere else.

Emperor Zhang Qing still put away the ancient painting, and he and the black bear spirit returned to their original place.

Erhei's beef had just been stewed, and she saw Zhang Qingdi and Dahei, "The rice will be ready soon."

"Master Qing, where were you caught?" Nine-Headed Insect asked curiously.

Emperor Zhang Qing threw the ancient painting on the ground and said, "Let's go play in the painting for a while."

The nine-headed insect opened the painting and looked at it for a while, but didn't see the reason.

The old monk who was meditating with his eyes closed said, "Take out the painting you got before."

Emperor Zhang Qing took out the picture of the four beauties without the four beauties.

The old monk stood up and unfolded the two paintings for a while to look at them.

Finally, he said to Emperor Zhang Qing, "These two paintings are by the same person!"

"Oh, aren't you and Xiaoman going to kill the painter? Then if we have a chance to meet him in the future, we will kill him!" Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.

The old monk rolled his eyes at Zhang Qingdi. How could he, a monk, talk about beating and killing?

That's called salvation for monks!

"Originally I wanted to give you a gift, but in the end there were no bones left of those guys." Zhang Qingdi said to the old monk.

When the old monk heard this, he suddenly smiled.

"It would be great if you, little demon, have this thought, hahaha!" the old monk said happily.

Seeing the old monk's happy look, the black bear spirit was not ready to tell the old monk what Zhang Qingdi planned to give him.

At this time, the Thorn Ridge was gone. They rested here for a few days and then headed straight ahead.

In the past, the work of clearing roads was done by the black bear spirit. Now that the nine-headed insect has taken over this job, he feels that he can make some contribution.

He also gave himself the title of trailblazer.

On the way, the old monk said to Emperor Zhang Qing, "I'm going to see an old friend. Do you dare to go with me?"

Emperor Zhang Qing recalled that Jingji Ridge was over, and it seemed to be Xiaoleiyin Temple in Xiaoxitian.

Anyway, if there is an old monk, go and see the prince who has been in Buddhism for hundreds of millions of years. There is nothing wrong with Maitreya Buddha.

In Emperor Zhang Qing's understanding, the Buddha in the past was like the Supreme Emperor, the Buddha now was the emperor of Buddhism, and the Buddha in the future was the prince.

What is the sad thing about being a prince.

It's because your father can live longer than you.

Emperor Zhang Qing once asked the old monk how the future Buddha could become the present Buddha.

The old monk smiled and said, "Billions of years!"

Hearing this, Emperor Zhang Qing felt a little pity for Maitreya Buddha.

"You can tell me whether you dare to go or not," the old monk said.

"Why don't you dare to go?" Emperor Zhang Qing replied.

"Okay!" The old monk nodded happily.

At this time, three or four hundred miles away, there was auspicious light and colorful mist. There was a pavilion and a pavilion with faint bells and chimes.

There are beautiful flowers and gardens all around, and the doors on three sides are open and guard the light. The tower is abrupt, the door welcomes the peak, and the chimes sound empty and soft, with a long rhyme.

The window is open, the breeze is soft, and the curtains are filled with smoke. There are monks who are relaxed and relaxed, and have no vulgar thoughts and are prosperous. The world of mortals cannot reach the true fairyland, but the quiet earth can bring about a good Taoist temple.

There are three big characters written on the mountain gate: Leiyin Temple!

Walking further in, I saw five hundred Arhats, three thousand enlightenments, four vajras, eight bodhisattvas, bhiksunis, upasakas, and countless holy monks and Taoists arranged under the throne outside the palace door.

The flowers are really fragrant and gorgeous, and the auspiciousness is colorful!

On the lotus throne in the main hall, the image of the Tathagata is sitting.

At this time, a fat monk walked into the main hall and saw him:

He has big ears and a broad face, his shoulders are full and his abdomen is plump, and his body is fat.

The mood of spring is full of joy, and the eyes of autumn are shining.

The open sleeves are full of blessings, and the mango shoes are shining brightly.

It is none other than the future Buddha Maitreya!

When the Tathagata saw Maitreya, he immediately showed a flattering smile.

"Get down!" Maitreya scolded.

The image of the Tathagata dispersed, and the boy was seen with his head disheveled and a thin golden hoop tied around him.

With bare eyes, two yellow eyebrows stood upright.

The bile is hanging from the nose, and the holes are opened for inspection; the mouth is square and the teeth are sharp.

Wear a pair of ring-knotted armor and tie a raw silk tassel. Wearing a pair of black shoes on his feet, he also held a mace in his hand.

This shape resembles an animal but is not as good as an animal, and its appearance is not human but human-like.

"Buddha!" ​​The boy saluted with a smile.

"You don't act like a Tathagata!" Maitreya said directly.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then Maitreya said, "You don't have the sanctimonious energy of Tathagata."

"That's true!" the boy said.

The smile on Maitreya's face became even brighter when he heard this.

"One day later, an old friend will come to visit, and that old friend also brings a little demon with him. Go and discuss with him, don't embarrass me!" Maitreya Buddha said. "Don't make that person angry."

"Of course Huang Meier will not embarrass the Buddha!" ​​Huang Mei nodded quickly.

Originally, the old monk wanted to let Little Toad and the others wait at the foot of the mountain, but then he changed his mind and planned to take everyone with him.

Emperor Zhang Qing looked at the fairy mountain in front of him and couldn't help but said, "The spiritual energy of this mountain is too abundant!"

This is the fairy mountain with the most spiritual energy that Emperor Zhang Qing has seen along the way.

The black bear spirit observed it for a while and then said, "The feng shui of this mountain is also excellent! No! Even the word "excellent" is not enough to describe it!"

"Then what words are you going to use to describe it?" Nine-Headed Insect asked arrogantly.

"Anyway, it's really good."

"How about having a spiritual mountain?" the Nine-Headed Insect then asked.

"Xiao Feng, I will find a leverage for you later!" Zhang Qingdi said.

"What are you looking for?"

"Let you carry it and play with it." Zhang Qingdi said, "Or let you recognize your relatives with that Gangzi. I don't think you are Jiufeng or Guiche. You are a master of Gangzi!"

His Qingdi master hates gangsters the most!

This nine-headed insect always likes to argue, and he is really good at it!

This was the first time that Emperor Zhang Qing spoke harshly about someone, and everyone felt that it was natural.

If Emperor Zhang Qing talks about the Nine-Headed Insect, he will shut up.

Because he was arguing with Emperor Zhang Qing, he couldn't argue with him, and he couldn't beat him either!

"Let's go up the mountain!" said the old monk.

"Master, don't you have a dojo?" the little toad asked curiously. Hearing this, the old monk's eyes were filled with disappointment.

His dojo back then was Lingshan, stupid toad!

"Master, if we have the opportunity in the future, we will help you get the dojo back." Zhang Qingdi said seriously.

The old monk smiled when he heard this.

"When you pass away, we will inherit your relics as well."

Forget it, if you can help me get the dojo back, what else am I dissatisfied with.

The old monk comforted himself in this way.

They went up the mountain, and the small Leiyin Temple on the mountain disappeared.

That little Leiyin Temple was transformed by Huang Mei to make Maitreya happy. When going down the mountain this time, Maitreya directly erased the small thunder sound that had appeared.

When they reached the mountainside, Emperor Zhang Qing saw Huang Mei.

When the yellow-browed monk saw the old monk, he went forward and kowtowed.

"Huang Mei'er pays homage to the Buddha!"

"There is no Buddha here, I'm just an old monk." The old monk looked like he had become an eminent monk.

Emperor Zhang Qing really wants to use magic to rub it, and wait and see when he wants to put down Buddhism!

Even after hearing what the old monk said, Huang Mei didn't dare to be disrespectful.

But he didn't know what to call the old monk for a while.

"It doesn't matter what you call it." The old monk said understandingly.

Doesn't it matter what it's called? Try calling me a bald donkey.

Zhang Qingdi complained silently in his heart.

After all, he wanted to meet the prince who had lived for hundreds of millions of years. Emperor Zhang Qing thought that he should give some face to the emperor who had been deprived of his kingdom.

"Master!" Huang Mei said with his hands clasped together.

The old monk showed a kind smile and said, "You are a good boy."

Hearing the old monk's praise, Huang Mei had a big smile on his face.

"Master, my hero gave me a task when I came down the mountain, asking me to make gestures with the immortal next to you." Huang Mei said pretending to be worried.

The old monk looked at Zhang Qingdi.

"The immortal you are talking about is not me, right?" Emperor Zhang Qing asked with raised eyebrows.

"It's you." Huang Mei said with a smile.

Emperor Zhang Qing also found it interesting when he heard what he said.

"What do you want to compare with me?" Zhang Qingdi asked.

Huang Mei naturally wants to compete with Emperor Zhang Qing in his best skills.

"I'll just compare with you, and you decide what to compare with." Huang Mei looked at Emperor Zhang Qing and asked.

"Sure!" Emperor Zhang Qing agreed.

Huang Mei saw that Emperor Zhang Qing agreed too casually, so he said, "Then let's compare, I don't mean any harm.

Just look at the gap between yourself and the Immortal. "

"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Zhang Qingdi said.

How can Huang Mei, who has no human seed bag and no Jin Nao, compare with Zhang Qingdi?

If you have a seed bag and a golden scratch, you are the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor.

Now I can only call you little yellow eyebrow!

"Why?" Huang Mei asked in confusion.

"Because the gap between our strengths is so big that you can't see any difference at all." After speaking, Emperor Zhang Qing waved his sleeves.

The yellow eyebrow was put into his right sleeve.

Zhang Qingdi's sleeves shook violently for a while and then returned to calm. If it were Maitreya Buddha, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take his head away.

After a while, Emperor Zhang Qing released Huang Mei'er again.

Does the black bear spirit think that Master Qingdi knows how to be polite?

"I'm afraid you were dissatisfied just now, so I'll use my left sleeve to hold you in again!" Zhang Qingdi said.

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Huang Mei'er to say anything, he closed his left sleeve and went in again.

The old monk didn't care.

But the black bear spirit has already figured out how to set up the formation in this mountain if he really wants to kill Maitreya.

After a while, Emperor Zhang Qing released Huang Mei'er.

"I'm afraid you're still not convinced, I have one more trick!"

Before Huang Meizu could open his mouth, he was in the palm of Emperor Zhang Qing.

The old monk nodded with satisfaction. "Old monk, all living beings are equal. You have mastered it very well now."

After the old monk praised Emperor Zhang Qing, he released Huang Mei from his palm.

"I'm afraid..."

"I'm convinced! Master Qingdi, I'm convinced!" Huang Mei said without hesitation.

"I originally wanted to compete with you in martial arts." Emperor Zhang Qing said with some regret.

Huang Mei always thought that his martial arts was what he was most proud of!

He is not good at magical powers, but he is good at fighting.

Those few blows from Emperor Zhang Qing just now really scared him. Now that Emperor Zhang Qing wants to compete with him in martial arts, Huang Mei feels that he can do it again!

Moreover, Maitreya Buddha had told him before not to embarrass him!

"Then I'll ask Master Qingdi for some advice!" Huang Mei said with a smile.

He just finished speaking and took action directly.

He picked up a mace from nowhere and hit Emperor Zhang Qing on the head.

The stick fell with great force!

The black bear spirit nodded, this guy's martial arts skills are indeed great.

The nine-headed insect felt that he should not be this guy's opponent.

Huang Mei swung the stick excitedly, but the stick suddenly stopped.

Emperor Zhang Qing's sledgehammer blocked Huang Mei's mace.

"Uh!!!" Huang Mei wanted to force Emperor Zhang Qing back, and he concentrated all his strength in one place.

But he found that he couldn't take any advantage in terms of strength.

The mace in his hand was given by Maitreya Buddha and weighs 99,000 kilograms! Ordinary fairies will be injured if you get close to them, and die if you touch them.

But Zhang Qingdi actually caught it lightly.

"If you can, try harder. Of course, if you have reached your limit, forget it, Xiao Huang!" Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.

Xiao Huang!

Why does Huang Mei sound like a dog's name?

He did hold back, after all, he wanted to give the Ancient Buddha some face, but he didn't expect this guy to be so strong!

"Then give me a full blow!" Huang Mei gathered strength for a moment, and the mace fell hard.

Zhang Qingdi still took it with only one hammer.

"Then it's my turn!" Emperor Zhang Qing struck out with a hammer.

He controlled his strength so well that he knocked Huang Mei away with one strike.

"The Buddha of the past has come! The Buddha of the future has not come yet!" Emperor Zhang Qing's voice was not loud, but the whole mountain could hear it clearly.

To be honest, it makes sense for Maitreya to have Huang Mei come to greet him.

After all, the old monk is not the complete body of Ran Deng, but it still means to look down upon the old monk.

Emperor Zhang Qing did this just to stand up for the old monk.

The old monk's face was full of joy. The Qing Emperor liked the relics. The old monk would bring the Tathagata's to him to play with in the future!

The old monk was completely moved.

"Hahaha, please forgive me, ancient Buddha. I have just reached a critical point in my understanding of Buddhism, so I asked my children to come and greet me." Maitreya patted his belly and appeared in front of everyone. (End of chapter)