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Chapter one hundred and sixteen, true and false Tang Sanzang

After enduring the frustration, he explained the whole story, and the atmosphere of the team to obtain scriptures became tense instantly. As strong as Guanyin Bodhisattva was played with applause, anyone knew that it was in trouble.

The team of seeking scriptures, which had low morale, was becoming increasingly distant at this moment. Even Tang Sanzang, who had the most firm belief in seeking scriptures, was inevitably shaken.

Fortunately, the seal blessed by the two saints of Gui Yin Zhunti played a role at a critical moment. Otherwise, the Buddha's heart would collapse if the person who obtained the scriptures collapsed, and that would be a complete one.

Although a calamity is long, it cannot withstand waste. If you complete the great cause of obtaining the scriptures one day later, the prosperity of Buddhism will be postponed for one day and the dividends you get will be reduced by one day.

It may not be difficult to change the person who has obtained the scriptures, but the time spent cannot be compensated. A good person who has reincarnated for ten generations fails to obtain the scriptures, and the next time will be reincarnation for a hundred generations.

There is no way, if you want to gather the energy of heaven and earth, this is an indispensable link. If there is any problem at any link in the middle, it will affect the prosperity of Buddhism.

After glanced at the people who had their own thoughts, Sun Wukong asked with confusion: "Bodhisattva, you have a lot of knowledge, do you know that this is the work of which big devil in the Three Realms?"

As a monkey with only knowledge, Sun Wukong also knew a lot about the secrets of the Three Realms, but he couldn't find any clues when he looked through the memories in his mind.

After hearing Sun Wukong's question, Guanyin Bodhisattva rolled his eyes immediately. If he could tell who it was, he would not have ended up in such a miserable state.

I don’t know who took the lead, but there are only a few suspects. What made Guanyin unable to let go of is the result of the great rise of Buddhism, which was decided by the Taoist ancestor and discussed by all the saints.

According to normal circumstances, even if the Taoist saints are dissatisfied, they will only stumbling behind their backs instead of directly participating in the game.

Intuition tells Guanyin that there must be a big change behind this. Unfortunately, the information in his hand is limited and he can't figure out his thoughts for a while.

"Wukong, don't talk nonsense!

If a great task is given to this person, he will definitely work hard. It will naturally not be smooth sailing to seek the true scriptures. This is just one of the tests, and you don’t need to speculate on yourself.

All tests will leave a glimmer of hope. As long as you firmly believe and use your wisdom, you will definitely find a way to break the situation."

Guanyin Bodhisattva scolded him sternly.

His rich life experience tells him that some words cannot be said randomly in the prehistoric world, especially when it may involve saints.

If the saint is concerned about it, Sun Wukong, as the son of luck, may not be in trouble for the time being, but he, the head of the Journey to the West project team, is likely to be implicated.

...

In the holy land of Lingshan, seeing that Guanyin Bodhisattva never returns, the Buddhas instantly realized the seriousness of the problem.

There are many people in the three realms who have surpassed Guanyin’s strength, but there are very few who can win him silently.

Many Buddhas joined forces to deduce the secrets of heaven, but no clue was found, and it even cast a shadow on everyone's heart.

"The Ancient Buddha of Lan Deng, you have the broadest knowledge. Do you know who among the three realms has such supernatural powers?"

Tathagata asked with a serious expression.

When Ran Deng heard the Tathagata's question, he frowned. "There is the broadest knowledge" and seemed to be flattering him, but it was particularly harsh when it fell into Ran Deng's ears.

As a guest in Zixiao Palace, he should have been the same generation as the saints, but now he is forced to surrender to the disciples of the saints. He will inevitably feel knots in his heart if he puts them on his body.

If you can sit here safely, Raindeng's face is thick enough. If it were other powerful people, they would have been faced with it long ago and would not be able to escape from the world.

In fact, Ran Deng also thought about escaping from the world and practicing, but he lost the treasure of enlightenment in the battle of Heaven that day, which caused his own foundation to be damaged. He needed to use the power of Buddhism to seek opportunities to make up for the foundation.

"Amitabha!"

He said the Buddha's name, concealing his unwillingness. Ran Deng hardened his teeth and analyzed: "You can quietly make the team to obtain the scriptures and the Guanyin master disappear without leaving any clues. You must not only have strong strength, but also be proficient in the Great Way of Heavenly Secrets.

There are countless strong people in the prehistoric world. In addition to the powerful powers we are familiar with, there are also many hidden powerful people.

However, most of these strong people do not care about the world. Unless they are involved in the Hunyuan Avenue, the rest of the matter cannot move them at all. Many people even go to Chaos to find opportunities, and there is little possibility of taking action.

In addition to the saints, the only ones who have such strength are: Emperor Fuxi, demon master Kunpeng, martial master Taihua, Six Paths of Reincarnation, Blood Sea and Styx, Earth Immortal Ancestor Zhen Yuanzi, former Tiandi Haotian.”

Randeng said everything, but it seemed that he didn't say anything. There are so many suspects, where does Buddhism start?

You should know that these people are not cats and dogs. Anyone who jumps out is enough for them to drink a pot.

The Buddhist side is not so great that everyone can cooperate actively. If you really come to ask, who will buy their account?

Perhaps he felt that it was not safe enough, and after hesitating for a while, the Ancient Buddha of Lan Deng added again: "After so many years of rest, some powerful people who fell in ancient times may also return after disasters.

These people may not recognize the prosperity of Buddhism if they did not participate in the Zixiao Palace Conference, and it is possible to cause trouble behind the scenes.

In addition, the demon gods outside the domain are also objects of suspicion. In the vast chaos, there will always be a few demon gods with different talents. It is not surprising that they can escape the heavenly way and the saints and sneak into the prehistoric world.

As an outsider, it is not that simple to gain a foothold in the prehistoric world. It just so happens that Jin Chanzi's talented magical powers seem to have unique effects in this regard, so it is not surprising that he is aimed at the team to seek scriptures."

The scope of doubt expanded again, and Tathagata only felt: "Listen to your words is better than to say something."

No matter how dissatisfied, Tathagata could only endure it first. After all, although the ancient Buddha of Lan Deng said nonsense, it was also the correct nonsense.

Who made Buddhism not prosper or later? He was at this critical moment and ushered in the opportunity to prosper. Since you want to enjoy the dividends of the times brought by the prosperity, you must face the hidden crises and challenges.

If you don’t know who the enemy is, you’re too lazy to study it. In the world where the strong prey on the weak, there is no problem that the fist cannot solve. If so, then the fist must not be hard enough.

Based on the principle of one force to descend ten levels, the Tathagata decisively chose to lead all Buddhas to take action together, preparing to let all sentient beings in the three realms see the iron fist of the Buddhist.

It’s not like a Tathagata’s big deal, but it’s really a Buddhist who can’t stand it.

If you don’t show a tough attitude, the outside world thinks that Buddhism is easy to bully, so how can you go on the Journey to the West in the future?

...

When Gou Chen Palace saw the huge Buddhist army coming, Li Mu smiled slightly. He originally wanted to knock on the Buddhist sect and make them more peaceful, but he didn't expect Lingshan to cooperate so well.

After creating such a big scene, I finally found that the enemy was just a illusion array, and I don’t know how Tathagata ended next.

Of course, these are all pediatrics. What really makes Li Mu happy is to refine the fake and become real way to go further. The original illusioned characters actually became real creatures after absorbing the blood of Jin Chanzi.

Although these creatures are incomplete, in a sense, they are parasites that depend on the golden cicada, and that is also creatures.

Unlike creatures who create things, the difficulty of purely refining falsehoods into reality is not increased by a little bit. If it weren't for the enlightenment of Hunyuan, Li Mu would not even have the qualification to comprehend it.

The more advanced his cultivation level, the more Li Mu felt that he was small. He could not even imagine how to refine the fake and become real, and there was a dawn by chance. He seemed to feel that he had found the path after Hunyuan.

After glanced at the Buddhist army, Li Mu blinked his fingers to the illusion array, and the creatures that were originally born from the illusion turned into Tang Sanzang's appearance.

Not only are they the same appearance, but they are even the breath, words and deeds all over their body, and even the memory is ordinary Wuer. They even think that they are Jin Chanzi in their hearts.

Originally, they were born from the same origin. In a sense, they were all Tang Sanzang, and they were not the real Tang Sanzang.

This wave of Li Mu did not add any private goods at all, and he completely cloned Tang Sanzang, including the seals of the two saints, Gui Yin Zhunti.

Li Mu was not sure whether he could fool the two saints, but it was estimated that the problems were not big.

At least it is impossible to find clues when deducing Tianji. After all, they are all real Tang Sanzang. Even the fall of one of the "Tang Sanzang" will also affect the luck of the real Tang Sanzang, and it will definitely damage it.

As an enthusiastic person, Li Mu said that he did not ask for anything in this wave, and that he was completely helpful to send so many people to Buddhism.

After all, the road to obtaining the scriptures is tortuous, and maybe an accident will occur when the person who obtains the scriptures is. In order not to delay the great cause of obtaining the scriptures, it is very necessary to get a few spare tires.

As for so many people who seek the scriptures, how to obtain the scriptures is an issue that Buddhism needs to consider, and it has nothing to do with him, a kind-hearted person who does good deeds without leaving a name.

...

"Bodhisattva, big things are not good! There are many masters outside, and the fight is about to begin. You go and have a look!"

Zhu Bajie's voice directly interrupted Guanyin Bodhisattva's healing, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

This illusion array is really unfriendly to Guanyin, and the team to obtain scriptures was not affected much. All the bad luck was directed at him, the Bodhisattva.

Although it was not as good as choking to death when drinking water, various minor accidents continued. Not just in seclusion, healed his injuries, but another accident occurred.

He glared at Zhu Bajie with murderous aura on his face. If his eyes could kill people, Zhu Bajie would have been torn to pieces long ago.

Not only dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, but some living pigs are not afraid of boiling water. It seems that they are ignorant Zhu Bajie, who explains himself:

"Bodhisattva, stop talking about the ink. There are many masters outside, but we can't tell the difference between real and fake. Brother Monkey has waved his stick to intimidate him, but it still has no effect.

You know the monkey's violent temper. If the anger comes up, it's okay to kill a few fake masters by sticks. If the real master is injured, it's over!"

After hearing Zhu Bajie's words, Guanyin's anger became stronger. The monkey had a bad temper? Who are you fooling about?

Who doesn’t know that Sun Wukong is famous for his good temper? After so many years of learning from the scriptures, he has never seen his life under his stick. How could he get angry so easily!

However, the fake Tang Sanzang still made Guanyin look dark. You should know that Tang Sanzang is the key protection target, and his disciples are following him, so how could he get confused with a few fake mortals?

It was obvious that these apprentices deliberately released water and let a group of Tang Sanzang get together, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false. In order to increase the difficulty, they even deliberately took away the logo items from Tang Sanzang's hands.

With the cooperation of the inner demon and the fake Tang Sanzang, everything was connected perfectly, and this farce was staged in front of him.

Needless to think about it, Zhu Bajie must have made a contribution. As a chess piece installed by the Taoist sect, it would be the biggest accident if it didn't cause trouble.

Guanyin naturally would not have a good face when dealing with the unfaithful Erwuzai. Especially these Erwuzai also disturbed his healing.

"Bajie, how many times have you told me, don't panic when encountering something. Why bother making a fuss about some small things? I will go over and tell the truth and false!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva scolded him sternly.

Although he didn't know which one he sang, he was not panicked at all. He was not afraid of the enemy causing trouble, but was afraid that the enemy would not endure it. Showing his trump card is often the time when things were about to end.

If nothing happens, that is the greatest danger. No one can guarantee that it will take a long time to delay, and the enemy will change his mind and kill them directly.

This kind of practice of lifting the table has not happened in the prehistoric history. The most recent one was after the failure of the Congshen Killing Chaser, the Saint Tongtian directly played and reopened the world.
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