Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 159 Stealing the sky and changing the day, pretending to be a fake!
The sky has just been polished.

Bodhidharma has come to a Taoist temple.

The mountains are surrounded by pavilions, and the stream is surrounded by pavilions.

The pine and bamboo are thick in front of the house, and the exotic flowers are fragrant and colorful outside the house.

Egrets live among the willows, and cranes are frightened by the grass.

It's like a fairyland on earth.

On the door of the Taoist temple, there is a stone slab embedded with the words "Huanghuaguan" impressively written on it.

A pair of couplets are engraved on the white marble pillars on both sides.

"Huang Ya Bai Xue Immortal Mansion, Yao Cao Qi Hua Yu Shi's house."

Bodhidharma nodded secretly: "Sure enough, it is Huanghua Temple!"

look around.

But seeing the sky above the Huanghua Temple, there is no evil spirit shrouded in it.

On the contrary, there is a peaceful and mysterious atmosphere lingering.

An ordinary monk would never know that there was a centipede spirit with profound morals in this Huanghua Temple.

but.

Bodhidharma ran his mana and glanced around.

Keenly sensed a trace of imperceptible evil spirit from it.

"An evildoer is an evildoer after all, no matter how he disguises himself, he will still show his flaws. As the saying goes, the sky's net is restored, and it's not leaking!"

Bodhidharma went straight forward and knocked on the brass ring on the door.

The knocking sound of the door knocker echoed far away.

Like a sharp knife, it cut through the tranquility of the morning in an instant.

Immediately there was a voice from the Taoist temple: "It's still early, who shuts down my Taoist door?"

Soon.

The door swung open.

A Taoist priest with red beard and white hair came out from the door.

But I saw that Taoist priest, wearing a golden crown on his head, wearing black soap clothes, cloud head shoes, Lu Gong's sash around his waist, face like melon iron, and eyes like bright stars.

There seems to be a spiritual light circulating around her body, exuding a comprehension temperament, and she seems to be floating in the air.

At first glance, he is a man of cultivation!

There is no doubt that this Taoist priest is the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord!

As soon as he saw Bodhidharma's face clearly, the pupils of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch shrank suddenly: "Bodhidharma!"

At the beginning, when Pudu Cihang left Huanghuaguan, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord was worried about his safety, so he left a mark of mana on Pudu Cihang's body.

Once something happened to Purdue Cihang, he would know.

And after Bodhidharma killed Pudu Cihang, the mana imprint had sent back its image.

Therefore, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord recognized Bodhidharma's appearance at a glance.

However, he never thought of it.

Before the news came from the four junior sisters who were inquiring about the truth, Bodhidharma had already appeared in his Taoist temple.

"It's this monk who suffered a thousand knives and killed my brother!"

Enemies meet, especially jealous!
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord gritted his teeth in hatred.

I wish I could beat Bodhidharma into meatloaf with one slap
A venomous look flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

Without waiting for the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch to speak.

At this time, Bodhidharma clasped his palms together, bowed and said, "Old Immortal, poor monk Bodhidharma is here for an inquiry!"

It was as if he didn't even know that the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord was an evildoer.

Hear the news.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord's heart suddenly brightened: "It turns out that this monk doesn't know that Pudu Cihang is my brother... So it suits me, let you, a damned monk, taste my newly refined bird droppings today! "

After all, during this period of time, Bodhidharma was in the limelight, and his deeds could be heard everywhere.

Even the golden-winged roc, the spirit tooth fairy, and the Qiushou fairy were all planted in Bodhidharma's hands, which shows how terrifying Bodhidharma's cultivation base is!
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord was also a little apprehensive.

With his character, he has always been stable, and he will never act rashly if he doesn't do it himself.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if one could outsmart them without bloodshed?

Think about this.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord raised his hand in salute, his face was full of joy, "I don't know that the holy monk is coming, and I am far away to welcome you, please come inside!"

With that said, he led Bodhidharma into the hall.

On the top of the hall, there are holy statues of Sanqing.

Bodhidharma saluted with palms together, held incense and poured it into the burner, and prostrated three times.

Right now.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord had already brewed two cups of tea and came out of the abbot's inner room.

"Holy Monk, please use tea!"

Smiling, he handed one of the cups of tea to Bodhidharma.

Dharma took it and looked down.

But I saw two big red dates soaked in the teacup.

"Is this evildoer really only able to use this trick?"

Dharma sneered inwardly.

He didn't tell the truth at the moment, holding the teacup, and sat down with the Hundred-eyed Demon Lord.

I saw Bodhidharma holding the teacup in his hand and playing with it for a long time, but he didn't drink it for a long time.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch tightened his heart a little, and said with a smile: "We are in the wilderness, and there is nothing to entertain the holy monk. Only these two jujubes are here to accompany you. !"

I heard this.

Bodhidharma smiled slightly: "How can the poor monk take the liberty of disturbing the old god's cultivation?"

Said, gently put the teacup back on the table.

Seeing this, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord frowned inwardly.

Is this really not disgusting? !
"Could this monk have seen the clue?"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch thought to himself.

Thoughts have not changed.

I heard Bodhidharma ask: "I don't know how many years the old god has practiced Taoism?"

"I don't know the years in the mountains, and the poor people also forget!"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord laughed.

"In this way, the old god must have practiced Taoism for a long time. No wonder the Taoism is so profound that it is enough to steal the sky and change the sun!"

Dharma smiled lightly.

The last sentence, like a sharp thorn, pierced deeply into the heart of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "What does the holy monk mean by this?"

Bodhidharma didn't speak a word.

Immediately stretched out his palm.

In its palm, four spiders bumped in panic.

However, he couldn't escape Bodhidharma's palm no matter what.

"Junior Sister!"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord couldn't help crying out.

His eyes were wide open, and he was about to breathe fire, and he had lost the peaceful spirit of a monk.

Violent aura permeated his whole body, like a violent storm, crushing towards Bodhidharma.

At this moment, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord could no longer pretend.

"Zheng!"

The light of the sword was like lightning, and it slashed at Bodhidharma.

Bodhidharma floated back, avoiding the edge of the sword, and looked at the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch coldly, "You can't hold your breath so soon?"

"Bodhidharma, you first killed my brother, and now you ruined my junior sister's morality. You hate each other, and you are irreconcilable. I, the Hundred-eyed Demon Lord, are irreconcilable with you!"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord gritted his teeth.

In the pupils of the eyes, an extremely poisonous and resentful light was reflected.

"Junior sister help me!"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord turned his head and shouted, "Kill this monk and avenge my brothers and sisters!"

"Kill this monk!"

The voice did not fall.

One after another silver silk jade ropes flew out from the inner hall.

Crazy flocked to Bodhidharma like overwhelming the sky.

"The rest of the spider spirits are indeed hidden in the Yellow Flower Temple!"

Dharma waved his hand.

Immediately, he grasped the spider silk in his hand.

"Get out of here yet!"

Suddenly drinking violently, like thunder strikes.

With a sudden force on his hand, he pulled it out.

His pull was so powerful that even Mount Sumeru had to be moved.

"what!"

Accompanied by several female screams.

Three spiders the size of a hill were dragged out directly.

All of them gathered their hands and feet, shrunk their heads, and cried out sadly: "Holy Monk, spare your life! Holy Monk, spare your life!"

however.

Bodhidharma was expressionless and indifferent.

Rolling mana, drumming the whole body.

"Dawei Tianlong, Vajra Flame!"

A raging golden Buddha flame swept out from Bodhidharma's feet.

The spider spirit was instantly enveloped in boundless flames.

The screams continued to come from the flames.

Soon after.

In the end it was turned into ashes.

Souls are destroyed!

(End of this chapter)