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

Chapter 71 Inadvertently, the shot was a little harder!
"Ok?"

The thatched cottage and Huang Xiaogui were about to leave.

Hearing this voice suddenly, he couldn't help but freeze his steps.

Bai Mei frowned slightly, and couldn't help but follow the prestige.

Unexpectedly, in this barren mountain and wild forest, in the middle of the night, besides his master and apprentice, there were other people.

"Looks like a monk!"

The expression of the thatched dweller suddenly changed, "It's too bad, did you accidentally meet the Fusang ghost king?"

Just now, he fought with the Fusang Ghost King, and he knew the strength of the Fusang Ghost King.

Although he used the five thunders to rectify the law, he barely frightened the evildoer away.

But with his current cultivation base and deeds, if he fights alone, he is far from being the opponent of Fusang Ghost King.

but.

The grass dweller has already thought of a way to deal with Fusang ghost king.

As long as you can find a first-rank military general who protects the body with imperial energy, together with Huang Xiaogui, use the technique of five thunders to send the gods, and refine the two of them into gold and silver guardians.

Then supplemented with the Wulei Tianxin Formation, with the help of the power of heaven, it is more than enough to suppress and kill Fusang Ghost King.

But this method has some hidden dangers.

If there is a little carelessness, the Taoist door of heaven and earth will be opened, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Therefore, the grass dweller is also hesitant.

"One day the Fusang Ghost King is alive, the world will be more dangerous. If I am a cultivator, if I look forward and look backward, how can I talk about helping sentient beings!"

Think about this.

Only then did the layman in thatched cottage strengthen his mind.

"Monk?"

Huang Xiaogui curled his lips, and said nonchalantly, "Since he's a monk, it's none of our business!"

He stretched out his hand to support the layman in the thatched cottage.

"Master, you have been injured and need careful recuperation. At this time, it is not appropriate to fight with Fusang Ghost King..."

His words were originally out of the kindness of caring for Master.

But it's not over yet.

The grass dweller gave him a dissatisfied look, and said righteously: "As long as you have a righteous heart and uphold justice, Buddhism and Taoism are all one, so how can you say that it has nothing to do with us?"

"Oh!"

The kindness was reprimanded by the layman in the thatched cottage.

Huang Xiaogui immediately lowered his head and muttered, "I just care about your body, Master..."

"Little turtle, you are right here, I'll go over and see what's going on!"

The grass dweller was worried that the monk would suffer innocently from the Fusang Ghost King's poisonous hands, and he wanted to go there with his sword regardless of his own injuries.

Before he could raise his sword.

Right now.

"Bold and monstrous, how dare you kidnap a commoner girl!"

A majestic voice, like thunder, suddenly sounded.

"Great Power Heavenly Dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajnapa Makong!"

The golden Buddha's light suddenly soared into the sky.

Such as Jinwu Dongsheng.

In a moment, the entire mountain forest was illuminated.

Even the ink-like night sky trembled slightly.

A vast and unparalleled Buddhist power, like a tide, swept out and washed away the void.

"What a strong Buddhist mana!"

The grass dweller was shocked, "It's just like the real Buddha of Lingshan!"

Could it be that the True Buddha of Lingshan passed by here and saw the Fusang ghost king doing evil, so he mercifully took action to eradicate this evil evil root for the world?

Not only thatched cottages.

Huang Xiaogui beside him was even more shocked and dumbfounded.

"My God, Master, did we meet the Buddha tonight?"

Huang Xiaogui was shocked.

The voice did not fall.

"Ow!"

A terrifying beast roar resounded through the world.

Followed by.

The ten thousand zhang golden dragon roared in the air.

With unparalleled majestic power, it suddenly fell from the sky and suppressed towards the ground.

"Boom—"

It was as if ten thousand thunders were blasting together, and there was a loud noise.

The earth is shaking!

The terrifying aftermath of energy turned into a tornado and spread out.

Half of the mountain forest instantly turned into ruins.

Fortunately, the master and apprentice of the thatched cottage were a little far away, so they were not affected.

but.

Such a terrifying and powerful force, let alone a little Fusang ghost king.

Even if there were 1 Fusang ghost kings, they would probably be bombed to pieces!

"Uh……"

Huang Xiaogui opened his mouth wide, his eyes were dull, and he had already petrified in place.

Taking a deep breath, the grass dweller was equally shocked.

Immediately.

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Fusang Ghost King is quite unlucky to meet such a Buddhist powerhouse!"

Simultaneously.

He was also very curious, who is the sacred person in the Buddhist sect who possesses such magical power.

thought here.

Turning to Huang Xiaogui, "You're right here, I'll go and see!"

After speaking, Jian Guang was like lightning.

With a whoosh, the layman in the thatched cottage had long since disappeared.

"Master!"

Only then did Huang Xiaogui come back to his senses, and shouted.

"I want to see it too!"

It's a pity that he has just started, and his practice is still shallow, and he doesn't know how to fly with a sword at all.

So, I had no choice but to trot all the way with my luggage on my back, and followed.

……

"Forehead?"

Dharma looked around.

But I saw that half of the mountain forest had turned into scorched earth.

On the ground, a huge pothole appeared.

Like a meteorite falling.

On that handsome face, a look of helplessness appeared involuntarily.

"If you don't pay attention, the shot will be heavier!"

Dharma sighed.

He is on his way, following the trail of Xiao Zhuanfeng.

But who knows, he happened to meet Fusang Ghost King who took the woman in black to leave, and happened to block his way.

While on the way, I suddenly met an evildoer.

And also kidnapped a woman in black.

Obviously not a good thing.

Therefore, Bodhidharma made his move immediately.

But for a while, he ignored the strength of Fusang Ghost King, who was so vulnerable.

Dawei Tianlong, who was less than two successful in one move, had already killed this fight to the brim.

Also destroyed a large area of ​​forest.

Fortunately, the nearby creatures have been scared away by the haunting of Fusang Ghost King.

Otherwise, this killing is a bit heavy.

"Dharma Arhat..."

At this moment, Monk Baiyun's voice came from far behind.

Look back.

I saw Monk Baiyun stepping on his cassock and arriving late.

Along the way, if Monk Baiyun hadn't dragged his feet, Bodhidharma might have already found Little Zhuanfeng and the Golden Buddha Relic.

"I just heard some movement here..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Monk Baiyun looked at the ruins and scorched earth in front of him, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"Just now there was an ignorant evildoer who blocked my way and was killed by my town!"

Dharma smiled lightly.

As if the matter was not worth mentioning.

"Oh? It must be a not weak evildoer, right?"

Monk Baiyun said.

Otherwise, how could there be such a big commotion.

"Suppress evildoers, no matter how strong or weak, you should go all out!"

Dharma clapped his hands together.

"What Bodhidharma Arhat said is true!"

Monk Baiyun nodded, then turned to look at the woman in black, "Who is this?"

"It's the person who was held hostage by that evildoer, and I rescued him!"

Bodhidharma knew at a glance that the woman was controlled by the ghost power of Fusang Ghost King, and her mind was captured.

If it goes on for a long time, it will inevitably become a monster.

"Amitabha!"

A little Bodhi Buddha's light shot into the eyebrows of the woman in black.

The mere ghost power melted instantly.

The woman in black suddenly woke up, suddenly like a dream.

"Fusang Ghost King, I want to die with you!"

The woman in black scolded mournfully.

But when she saw everything around her clearly, she was stunned again.

"Huh? Where's Fusang Ghost King?"

His wonderful eyes were full of doubts.

Except for two monks, one old and one young, there was no sign of Fusang Ghost King.

"Are you looking for Fusang Ghost King?"

Dharma asked.

"Not bad!"

The woman in black gritted her jade teeth, "Where is he?"

"Everywhere!"

"what?!"

"He has been reduced to ashes, drifting with the wind!"

(End of this chapter)