Chapter 355 The Crazy World
The Buddha statue is holding three jade cicadas in his hands, sitting cross-legged with a smile, and his appearance is lifelike, as if the real golden cicadas look like this.
Shen Lian approached the Buddha statue, and in the blink of an eye the Buddha statue disappeared.
Next.
As soon as his body sank, the Buddha statue had fallen on his back, and the posture of the Buddha statue changed slightly, which looked extremely strange and inexplicable.
Shen Lian's whole body was tense, ready to leave the depths of the underworld through the teleportation tree at any time.
"Yes?"
The Buddha's light remaining in the body was inexplicably drawn and slowly sank into the Buddha statue, and then a slight sound of Amitabha came to his ears.
“It seems yes, the Buddha statue is the certificate of the Great Ci’en Temple.”
“With the Buddha statue there, it can withstand at least 70% of the Buddha’s light.”
Shen Lian had a hunch that as reincarnation continues, the Buddha statue will become more vivid. Although it can withstand more Buddha light, the danger of passing through the official path will also increase accordingly.
"The weight of the Buddha statue is only forty or fifty kilograms. Even if you have enough energy not to turn into a giant, it will be more than enough to reach the capital in two hours."
Shen Lian walked and bumped into the grave of his third uncle. The moment he passed by, his pupils shrank slightly.
In just a short moment, there was an opening in the raised grave, as if the corpse inside was crawling out. The problem was that he didn't notice it.
The suppression of body and soul makes the previously invincible perception restricted everywhere.
"Tuwazi."
Shen Lian suddenly turned around and saw a figure standing under the locust tree.
The figure's limbs are broken, the spine is also bent and deformed, and the voice is hoarse and low, "Why don't you give Uncle San a ride?"
"Who are you?"
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, faintly revealing some murderous intent.
The aura exuded by the third uncle is completely different. It is the same as that of the previous Dragon Palace Warlock. It is obvious that a strange soul has taken over his body.
"Touwazi..."
Shen Lian spat out a drop of water from the Milky Way and hit it directly at the Niwan Palace of the corpse.
Once it penetrates, you can use the lotus platform to display your magical power of fishing. Even the soul of the Earth Immortal cannot withstand the sixth level magical power.
“Amitabha.”
The corpse had its hands clasped together and its mouth slightly open.
The Buddha's light scattered in all directions, but mixed with a touch of resentment, and then a ghost slowly crawled out of the corpse's mouth and was penetrated by the water of the Tianhe River.
The remaining water droplets evaporated under the Buddha's light.
Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, and the weight of the Buddha statue on his back increased by two to three hundred kilograms.
The corpse changed its expression, and its facial features showed piety, but combined with the awkward movements, there was something indescribably weird.
"My nephew, you have so much murderous intent and so much blood."
"Jin Chanzi doesn't like killing. If you carry his Buddha statue on your back and increase your killing, it will become more and more difficult for you, Amitabha. "
Shen Lian did not respond, looking for flaws in the body.
The corpse said with great interest: "With your energy and blood, nephew, I am afraid that there will be constant disasters along the way. If you want to reach the capital, you must be willing to do it."
"Wait until you set foot in the capital. Ci’en Temple is where you officially become the disciple of Jin Chanzi.”
For some reason, Shen Lian felt that the aura leaking from the corpse was very familiar. It seemed that he had been in contact with it before, but he had no impression of it.
He was inevitably nervous when he heard that Jin Chanzi was a little bit unsure about wanting to contact Tang Seng so easily.
The corpse tilted its head and murmured: "Give me your body, and I will personally take you to Da Ci'en Temple, and kill an Arhat Venerable so that you can be reincarnated. How about it?"
Not waiting for Shen Lian to speak, the corpse naturally said to himself: "Well, it's still interesting to keep you, besides, the heart is not sincere and the meat is not fresh."
Shen Lian thought about the identity of the visitor, Jin Cicada is a disciple of Tathagata. Theoretically speaking, all the disciples of the three Buddhas are his fellow disciples.
I wonder if this person appears in Journey to the West.
"Nephew, I'm waiting for you at Da Ci'en Temple."
The corpse fell to the ground with its head raised.
When Shen Lian saw the body no longer moving, he immediately buried it back in the grave.
He looked in the direction of the capital. Even though it was hundreds of miles away, he could still see the faint light of the Buddha. It could be seen that the number of Buddhas in the Great Ci'en Temple in the third reincarnation was far greater than imagined.
"It means that on the eve of the calamity of heaven and earth thousands of years ago, the immortals held a meeting in the Sanqing Palace and the Buddha held a meeting in the capital of the Tang Dynasty."
"We must be careful, because we don't know how things will develop."
< br>As soon as Shen Lian stepped onto the official road, he deliberately walked faster.
Compared to the second reincarnation, there are many more passers-by on the official road, but they are all indescribably weird and behave strangely.
Pap, tap...
The steps were from far to near, and the woman called to her husband, hiding her face and crying as she walked.
Shen Lian had seen the woman before, but after the third reincarnation, the woman's hands and face were filled with flesh and blood, and she had turned into an inhuman being.
"Lang Jun, why didn't you come to me until now!"
Shen Lian hesitated a little, and after stopping for a few breaths, another ghost approached.
"Brother, have you seen my head?"
The headless child kicks his own head, and his three thousand years of Taoism are slightly weaker.
Then there was the skinny scholar, so hungry that he gnawed on the remains on the roadside, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he smelled Shen Lian's blood.
Shen Lian dodged again and again, with a trace of pity in his eyes.
If it weren't for the calamity of heaven and earth, they might just be ordinary people, but now they have become demons with low intelligence. It is a pity.
He remembered what the corpse had said before about giving and giving.
"Why don't I cut my flesh to lure away the demons, lest they..."
"Damn it!!!"
Shen Lian hit his chest hard, his heart beating wildly, and his eyes suddenly regained consciousness, "Bald Donkeys are so evil. Just a few words can mess up people's hearts. Only idiots cut off their flesh to feed demons! "
"Recollections cannot be underestimated, even if they are just false illusions, the methods of the Buddha are the same as those thousands of years ago! . ”
The lotus platform is located in Niwan Palace and is completely used to protect the soul.
Shen Lian turned around and walked away. It was no problem to shake off the monsters that had existed for three or four thousand years. However, within a few steps, the weather became uncertain again.
“The golden cicada will spare the demons, but I am not the golden cicada. Buddhism affects my thoughts all the time.”
“Oh, it’s just a little extra weight, so it won’t be a big deal. Let me tie my hands and feet."
Shen Lian walked towards the demons, and the demons gathered around them. The temptation from the blood food made them lose their instinct to sense danger.
You must know that thousands of years ago, Tang Monk meat was not available to everyone. The only precedent for such a great tonic as Shen Lian was probably Golden Chanzi.
The sound of bones colliding could be heard all over Shen Lian's body, and he punched a few times without thinking.
The noisy murmuring stopped abruptly.
[The appraisal is completed, the experience of the six realms of Ksitigarbha is +0.09%]
[The appraisal is completed, the experience of the six realms of Ksitigarbha is +0.06%]
[The appraisal is completed, the experience of the six realms of Ksitigarbha is +0.06%] +0.08%】
The weight of the Buddha statue increased dramatically, reaching nearly 1,000 kilograms.
Shen Lian has long been used to it. He has been carrying heavy loads of water from the Milky Way all year round. Thousands of pounds of water cannot even temper his body.
He strode like lightning, his murderous intent unbearable.
"It just so happens that Ba Ge needs a wave of experience to advance to the seventh level."
Shen Lian's Taoist heart is clear, and his soul has benefited a lot from it. The demons he encountered in his third reincarnation were not a threat at all.
………
At the same time.
More than a dozen bodyguards led the caravan to the capital.
The four old horses seemed to understand the escort's complaints and were too frightened to stop. At the same time, there was blood oozing out of their fur.
Especially in the abdomen, there was a fine suture dripping with blood. "The old horse that pulls goods is becoming more and more useless. The boss should replace it someday."
The escort in the carriage sneered: "Nowadays, everyone is devoted to worshiping Buddha. It's hard to find a good horse, and it's hard to find four humans and animals."
"That's not true. "
"When the things are delivered to Daci'en Temple, there will naturally be new horses..."
Before the escort finished speaking, he seemed to be aware of the strong blood, "Stop for a moment. Stop, there is a good horse with strong energy and blood nearby. It will be worth a lot of money if you sell it to Da Ci'en Temple."
The escorts were overjoyed, and they quickly took out a complete horsehide. The inside was dripping with blood, as if it had just been peeled off.
The four old horses neighed, a bit like people wailing.
At this moment.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and the mountain wind whipped up out of thin air.
The escort shuddered, opened the curtain and looked at the other end of the official road.
In the smoke and dust, a figure more than two meters tall stepped out slowly, his robes stained with blood, as if the actual blood was distorting the air.
"He is a good breeder." The escort saw the Buddha statue behind Shen Lian again, "What a pity, it is a monk from Daci'en Temple."
He said unwillingly: "Let it go. "
"Master, but..."
"There's nothing good about it." The escort was about to scold the escort, but his expression was stunned when he suddenly noticed that the figure in the distance was missing.
His expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly picked up a string of Buddhist beads.
"Master, hold on! I am a lay disciple of Daci'en Temple!!"
But it was too late.
Dong.
Shen Lian fell from the sky and landed heavily with his right foot. The carriage was torn apart and spider web-like cracks spread for thousands of meters. Almost no one was spared.
Only the escort head barely survived and lay on the ground twitching with serious injuries.
Shen Lian noticed that the appearance of the bodyguard's head was extremely strange. It looked a bit solemn and its facial features were similar to the golden cicada Buddha statue.
"I...I have received enlightenment from the Living Buddha, and I am a lay disciple."
"What does it have to do with me."
Shen Lian punched out, and the head of the dart was completely No more interest.
The weight of the Buddha statue reached four thousand kilograms, and Shen Lian turned it into three meters in order not to be affected, and then took the initiative to run towards the tea shop.
I just met the stall run by the couple, and the pungent smell hit my face.
Business is getting more and more prosperous.
The tea guest stared at the big pot, his eyes filled with greed.
Greasy water vapor rose, and the couple stirred the large pot with wooden sticks. They didn't know what was simmering in it, attracting countless flies.
Like the escort heads, their facial features also possess the majestic appearance of treasures.
Shen Lian's face was expressionless, and the bone blade at his waist was slightly unsheathed.
Clang!
The edge flashed past.
The tea shop collapsed, and the tea guests who had returned to their senses were horrified. They all looked at the overturned cauldron, and then couldn't help but retched.
Shen Lian's ankles sank into the soil, and the killing intent boiled in his heart.
Evil ways keep appearing in front of you, and the official way comes all the way. Except for the cannibal monsters, there are scenes of people eating people.
The Yingke Temple in the third reincarnation was empty.
There is no corpse of the old monk, nor the so-called demon. Every reincarnation is full of variables, which cannot be predicted based on experience alone.
Shen Lian did not know how many times he had drawn the sword. The Buddha statue on his back was as heavy as Mount Tai. His body was over four meters tall, and he even had the illusion of numbness.
"What was the situation like in the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago?"
It wasn't until the light of Buddha touched his face that he pulled his thoughts back.
A Buddha statue attracted the Buddha's light, and Shen Lian walked towards the city gate smoothly, but every step made the ground shake and cracks spread.
When he entered the capital, the people noticed that the statues on their backs gave way.
Shen Lian didn't need to use the magical power of food supplements. People all over the city were pretending to be little white dragons, and they were maintaining their identities consciously or unconsciously.
How to say it.
The false memories created by Xiao Bailong's body in the depths of the underworld are like a drama, a drama starring countless of himself.
As time goes by, all the little white dragons have become accustomed to their respective identities.
They even forgot their original origins and lived among them like zombies.
Some little white dragons also have a solemn treasure appearance, generally have high moral conduct, have luxurious clothes, and hold high positions in the third reincarnation.
At first glance, it looks like there are dozens of Buddha statues placed in the crowd.
Shen Lian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
“The Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago should not be as exaggerated as I remember, but the form is probably the same, and the little white dragon’s body is expressing something.”
“Before the calamity of heaven and earth comes, for The evil ones will become Buddhas immediately! ”
Most of the people with solemn treasures are in high positions or practice evil ways. They seem to be getting closer to the Buddha through evil deeds.
Shen Lian's hair stood on end, it was hard to imagine the horror of the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan.
Heaven has no time to care about the mortal world, the order of the three realms has collapsed, the demons are out of control, and the plague called Zhenjing is sweeping across the world of Journey to the West.
It is definitely a crazy world.
"What is the meaning of Xiao Bailong maintaining false memories of a thousand years ago?"
Shen Lian doesn't know why, but it must be related to Jin Chanzi. If he can figure it out, he will definitely be able to Get a glimpse of the truth behind the calamity of heaven and earth.
He walked along the streets and alleys to the gate of Da Ci'en Temple.
The Daci'en Temple has been built into a residential area thousands of years later. Now it is like a Buddhist kingdom on earth, with at least twelve Buddhas coming.
The weight of the Jin Chanzi Buddha statue has been drastically reduced, returning to the ordinary material used in the first reincarnation.
The Twelve Buddhas are scattered in various temples and have no contact with the outside world. The doors and windows are closed, with forbidden charms attached, and are worshiped by a large number of disciples.
Two monks were waiting for Shen Lian in advance and waved their hands to indicate entering the temple.
"Buddha, please come in."
"Buddha..." Shen Lian didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Daci'en Temple. He repeatedly confirmed that the Buddha's light would not affect the teleportation tree before taking a step forward.
“How many Buddhist disciples are there in Daci’en Temple?”
“There are 1,348 Buddhist disciples, but only twenty-seven are at present.”
Shen Lian sneered, it seems that the other little white dragon Buddha disciples who worshiped in Daci'en Temple are in a deeper and more chaotic reincarnation.
The history of Daci'en Temple was completely erased, and what must have happened next.
The monk leading the way stopped, bowed his head and retreated to the wall.
Dong-dong-dong.
The sound of wooden fish echoed, and a white-robed monk came towards me.
He held a turtle shell in his hand and tapped it gently with a carved finger bone, "My young nephew is full of ferocity and has killed countless people."
"Who are you?"
Shen Lian naturally recognized the other person's aura. It was the Buddha who took away the body of his third uncle.
This person is not among the Twelve Buddhas, but according to the previous introduction, he should be Jin Chanzi's senior brother, and he must also be from Western Lingshan.
“Me?”
The white-robed monk smiled, revealing sharp teeth that did not belong to humans.
"A disciple of Maitreya Buddha has sent the abbot of Daci'en Temple to host this ceremony."
"The poor monk's name is..."
"Huang Mei."
(End of this chapter)