Chapter 382 The Source of the True Scripture
Shen Lian's expression was solemn, and he became more and more afraid of Huang Mei's city.
Huang Mei is not only clever in his methods, but also very cruel to himself. He even chooses to give up his body and seize the illusory Queen Mother of the West.
You know, the Queen Mother of the West is just an illusion in our memories.
Even if Huang Mei has the ability to confuse the fake with the real, the risks involved are also extremely high, and he will die if he is not careful.
Mrs. Bones was secretly speechless.
She understood that Huang Mei had realized Shen Lian's true identity.
[The True Mahayana Buddhism]
Mrs. Bones was shocked that Huang Mei did not get involved with Shen Lian. Instead, he used the ability of the martial arts scriptures to swallow the scriptures and merged the worms into his body and soul. Peel thoroughly.
It can be seen that Huang Mei's plan from beginning to end revolves around Shen Lian, and even the reconstruction of Xiao Xitian is just a cover, and his scheming is extremely deep.
Rumble.
Most of Queen Mother Xi’s body got into the Buddha’s light smoothly.
The evil Buddhas are becoming more and more crazy, desperately trying to seize the so-called ascension spot, but they are vulnerable to the guardian ghosts and gods.
[Digest the corpse of the evil Buddha, the martial arts scripture experience +2.97%]
[Digest the corpse of the evil Buddha, the martial arts scripture experience +3.25%]
.........
A sinful Buddha became the nourishment of the martial arts scriptures, and the martial arts scriptures of Mahayana Buddhism went one step further.
Ignoring the wailing evil Buddha, Shen Lian ducked to where Huang Mei was sitting cross-legged.
Intentionally or not, Huang Mei did not take away the human race bag at all, and even kept the countless souls inside the ban.
“Uncle Huang Mei, what the hell do you want to do?”
Shen Lian recalled everything about this trip and found that Huang Mei was obviously sending him opportunities, Xiao Xitian, Sakyamuni, and many evil Buddhas...
He didn't think Huang Mei was doing it for Jin Chanzi's sake. , there is definitely something else in mind.
[Filthy human race bag]
[It was originally an acquired weapon refined by Maitreya Buddha. It was contaminated after falling into Huangmei. Once refined, part of the soul needs to be supported every day. Otherwise, there is a possibility that the human race bag will be alive. 】
“Junior brother, what are your plans next?”
Mrs. Bones came to Shen Lian's side, followed closely by the King of the Daughter Kingdom, while Gao Cuilan and the Wan Sheng Dragon Girl stood a hundred meters away and did not dare to step forward.
The two people are justifiably jealous, and Shen Lian's strength is far beyond imagination.
But Zheng Lun and others stayed in place, as if they were banned by secret techniques.
“There are no plans yet.”
Shen Lian put away the human race bag. This device is an acquired thing. Even if it is contaminated, the shortcomings are enough for him to eat a pot of it.
"Senior sister, does the Buddhist scriptures have some drawbacks?"
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Bones' pupils shrank, and scriptures were revealed all over her body, as if her body and soul were about to become part of the scriptures.
"Yes."
"Junior brother, you should know that above the earthly immortals are the heavenly immortals, right?"
Shen Lian nodded, and Mrs. Bones looked at the next one worriedly. Invoking the light of Buddha, "Once you become a heavenly being, it will be difficult to move forward even further."
"Why?"
"In the Western Lingshan Mountain, the Celestial Immortal is also known as the Bodhisattva."
Mrs. Bones took a deep breath, and the King of the Daughter Kingdom took the initiative to add: "It's because of the true scriptures. , the gods are all believers."
Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, not understanding the meaning of what the two said.
“Only one person can truly refine each scripture. Even if he transcends the Great Luo Jinxian, he will eventually become someone else’s food.”
Mrs. Bones' words were filled with a hint of despair.
After the calamity of heaven and earth, all paths have been blocked. Perhaps only by waiting for the junior brother to transcend the Da Luo Jinxian can there be a glimmer of hope.
After realizing it, Shen Lian asked: "So the owner of the Buddhist scriptures is the Tathagata?"
"Well, I don't know specifically whether the top of Lingshan Mountain is the Tathagata, but the rest of Lian Lian The immortal Buddhas who transformed the Buddhist scriptures have all become followers of the Tathagata, and the immortals are at their end."
No wonder Huang Mei's state is extremely weird, as if he is wandering between earthly immortals and heavenly immortals.
He must also know that being promoted to an immortal means there is no way back, so he tried every means to remove the complete Tathagata Sutra from his body.
Shen Lian suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
The Qu Zhen Sutra is not ownerless. Recalling it is history repeating itself. The Queen Mother of the West must have ascended to the Western Spiritual Mountain in the Peach Club.
Compared to Tathagata, Queen Mother of the West in Qu Zhen Sutra is much easier to deal with.
Shen Lian even suspected that Huang Mei was already trying to become a guest, otherwise the identification information of Qu Pian would not have been replaced by Huang Mei.
Shen Lian thought to himself: "You can actually get a glimpse of the terror of the people behind the scenes through the scripture."
"The scripture is all-encompassing. The Tathagata is definitely the winner after the calamity of heaven and earth, and the Taoist scripture is the Three Pure Ones. It is unknown which one holds it, and they are on par with Tathagata."
Mrs. Baigu patted Shen Lian on the shoulder and said softly: "Junior brother, you are in very danger now. Go to the Western Spirit Mountain as soon as possible and stay. Mortal words are too ostentatious.”
Cold sweat covered Shen Lian’s forehead and he couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
The Martial Arts Scripture is currently inferior to any other type of Scripture, but tracing back to its origin, the owner of the Martial Arts Scripture is just an earthly immortal.
Huang Mei didn't get involved in the martial arts scriptures for some unknown reason, but it didn't mean that the immortals and Buddhas who were restricted by the scriptures didn't react at all.
If the immortals and Buddhas knew about it, they would definitely flock to it.
Shen Lian was still frightened. The martial arts scripture was completely different in nature and could swallow up other derived chapters of the scripture. It was not the same type as those insects at all. If he was discovered, he would definitely die.
Mrs. Bones hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Jin Chanzi mentioned that he learned the scriptures a thousand years earlier. He... seemed to have a premonition that a real scripture would be released in future generations."
She stopped talking, and Shen Lian had a lot of thoughts.
The timing of what Jin Chanzi said was very coincidental, and he was obviously referring to the martial arts scriptures, but how could someone who has been dead for thousands of years know the future?
The king of the daughter kingdom frowned slightly, and his face showed sadness when he heard the three words "Jin Chanzi".
"Don't worry about it. Brother Yudi traveled all over the world as a mortal before his death. No one can clearly understand what he saw and heard."
"Yes."
Shen Lian raised his head and scanned the sky. Only by personally setting foot in the Western Spirit Mountain can he know the truth about the calamity of heaven and earth and the beginning and end of the disaster.
"Junior brother, the light of Buddha does lead to the spiritual mountain in the west. We are going to use the light of Buddha to ascend. Do you want to go with us?"
"Sister Han, I still have important things to do in the mortal world."
After thinking about it, Shen Lian refused.
Even if you want to go to Lingshan Mountain in the West, you should come from the underworld.
Mrs. Bones didn't persuade her much, "Okay, junior brother, don't delay for too long. The four of us are waiting for you at the Western Spirit Mountain."
Yaochi is already showing signs of collapse, and all the evil Buddhas in the Peach Society are dead.
Gao Cuilan hesitated again and again, then made up her mind and asked: "Shen Lian, have you ever met the person who once sent you to Yingchou Stream?"
Shen Lian didn't know how to reply to Gao Cuilan, He had to shake his head.
Mrs. Bones took the All Saint Dragon Girl and the King of the Daughter Kingdom to fly in the air, but Gao Cuilan chose to stop.
"Junior sister Gao, you have refined the Buddhist scriptures. There is no place for you in the mortal world. If this continues, the scriptures in your body will get out of control."
Even though Gao Cuilan heard Madam Bones' warning, she remained unmoved.
"Junior Sister Gao..."
"No."
Gao Cuilan said with a smile: "I will let Junior Brother peel off the scriptures. Compared with the Pure Altar Messenger, he is still a demon. Be more comfortable.”
“Have you thought about it?”
"I'm afraid that my husband will worry when he returns to Gao Laozhuang and can't find me."
Mrs. Bones sighed and silently went in to receive the Buddha's light. The other two people had a normal relationship with Gao Cuilan, so they didn't. Please advise again. Shen Lian couldn't help but said: "Senior Sister Gao, Zhu Ganghe may be..."
"It doesn't matter."
Gao Cuilan murmured: "My husband persuaded me at the beginning I stayed in Gao Laozhuang, but he refused to listen, so he gave up the Buddhist fruit position to me, otherwise he should be the one to worship at Xiaoleiyin Temple."
She also knew that there was a high probability that the second senior brother would be in trouble, but what if.
"Junior Brother Shen Lian, please peel off the scriptures."
"Okay."
Shen Lian urged the martial arts scriptures, and the scriptures eagerly absorbed the scriptures. , it didn’t take long for Gao Cuilan to become the Buddha’s light and restrained.
"Thank you very much. Junior brother, I will come to Gaolaozhuang as a guest another day."
Gao Cuilan disappeared and felt extremely relieved after making the choice.
Shen Lian digested a large number of Zizi Scriptures, and the martial arts scriptures reached 84.65%. Unfortunately, the experience provided by the Zizi Scriptures is becoming increasingly scarce, and it may be difficult to go further in the mortal world.
[孳孓 chapter]
[孳孓 chapter was born out of ****, also known as 孓, and attached to Sakyamuni in Lingshan, it was **** who became ****, He likes lotus flowers and hates Buddha's light. He can become believers by swallowing flesh and blood. Remember, never call the Tathagata by his name. 】
The fall of Lingshan in the West can be seen through the tip of the iceberg in the Jieji chapter.
It's not an exaggeration to call it a bug nest.
"Let's go."
As soon as Shen Lian finished speaking, the bone blade penetrated into the shadow of the soles of his feet, the roots of the banyan tree returned to his body, the stone eggs took the initiative to enter the ghost gourd, and the starling stopped on his shoulders.
“It’s a cool autumn day~~”
“Get ready.” Shen Lian fed the starling a few pills.
"We also have to go to the Western Lingshan Mountain. The eighth level in the mortal world is the limit, and breaking through to the immortal world requires a change of environment."
Shen Lian flashed back to Pantaoyuan, and then left Yaochi with his hiding comrades.
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Recollections continue to collapse, but Zhu Bajie chooses to swim against the current.
He passed through the Nantian Gate and headed towards the illusory mortal world. Even if his body and soul were severely injured, he did not hesitate to grit his teeth and persevere.
Zhu Bajie couldn't help but think of his last meeting with Jin Chanzi.
Jin Chanzi walked eastward alone, and met Sha Wujing halfway. After saying goodbye, he continued walking for hundreds of miles, and stopped in a valley.
"Bajie, don't follow me anymore."
Just as Jin Chanzi finished speaking, a figure walked out of the trees not far away.
Zhu Bajie didn’t know how long he had been escorting Jin Chanzi, but he felt a little embarrassed after being exposed.
"Master, senior brother's life or death is uncertain. Junior Brother Sha has to take refuge in the Liusha River again. The white dragon horse fell into the depths of the underworld. What should I do?"
Jin Chanzi gently stroked Zhu Bajie's head and continued silently. He turned around and left without saying a word.
Zhu Bajie tried to catch up with Jin Chanzi again, but there was no trace of him.
Crack, click, click.
The collapse of memories is intensifying.
Zhu Bajie came back to his senses and took out a withered peach tree root. The remaining mana poured into it, and the surroundings continued to transform.
He wants to use his innate spiritual roots to reach the real thousands of years ago.
“Husband.”
Zhu Bajie was shocked, and a woman with a pig head and human body appeared in his arms.
"Gao Cuilan, why are you suffering? There is no turning back."
Gao Cuilan smiled and said nothing.
The roots of the peach tree in Zhu Bajie's hand were hot for a while. Just when the memory collapsed, the two of them disappeared in the virtual reality in an instant.
They seemed to be traveling backwards in time, feeling their bodies and souls collapse bit by bit.
Then the two fell into the mortal world, but they were unable to interfere with the things around them. They could only watch as time flew by.
Vegetation grows in wastelands, rivers are diverted and dried up, and mortals bustle with people.
A farmer planted a banyan tree sapling on the spot. Decades later, future generations spread branches and built shops around the banyan tree.
The shop changed owners several times, and was eventually used as a pawn by a businessman named Shen.
Both Zhu Bajie and his body and soul were destroyed, leaving only a faint aura.
If the six paths of reincarnation still exist, they can still be reincarnated. However, due to the influence of the calamity of heaven and earth, there is no order in the underworld.
The Shen family pawnshop has been in business for three generations, and a young owner named Shen Lian took over temporarily.
The spiritual light throbbed.
Not long after, shopkeeper Shen Hansheng, who had been away from home for more than half a year, returned home.
Because Shen Hansheng entered Gao Laozhuang by mistake, his energy and blood were almost exhausted, and the missing half of his body and soul had begun to give birth to ghosts.
Shen Lian used his Wisdom Eyes to identify, and the ghosts of Shen Hansheng’s twins were gone.
Zhu Bajie’s aura quietly appeared and entered Shen Hansheng’s Niwan Palace. Suddenly, ghosts formed in the shops on Yongcui Street in Gaolaozhuang.
At the moment when Ghost Dad was born, Zhu Bajie's soliloquy echoed in the store.
"I, the old pig, wanted to resurrect my senior brother, but after running for thousands of years, I couldn't find the remains; I wanted to rescue the little white dragon, but I couldn't get what I wanted."
"Master, I, the old man In the next life, Pig just wants to keep his word. "
The ghost father opened his eyes and awakened to the unique taboo [Speaking the law], but his spiritual intelligence was still unclear.
Gao Cuilan's aura had no place to rest and slowly dissipated as time went by.
Just when the spiritual light is about to be destroyed.
Gao Laozhuang held a grand wedding banquet, and Gao Cuilan's aura followed the ghost father into the Gao Mansion, and under the influence of his words, it turned into a spiritual throne.
………
Western Spirit Mountain.
The layers of mountains are independent of each other. The surface of the mountain is full of various caves. At first glance, it looks like a honeycomb, which is creepy.
Deep in a cave, the darkness seems to be alive.
Crack, snap, snap.
The sound of digging sounded, and the fishy smell intensified.
The ghost father holds a nine-tooth rake and digs the cave aimlessly. From time to time, scattered bone fragments are dug out. The broken bones are still adhered to the flesh and blood, and there are also mysterious spiritual patterns looming.
"I...how long should I dig before I can go home."
He would rather stay in the bustling temple of Yanliang Town. There has been no change in the Western Lingshan Mountains for four hundred years, only eternal loneliness.
The ghost father was in a trance, and there was a faint Buddha light flickering in his body.
Obviously a ghost with deep resentment, but there are signs of becoming a Buddha immediately in the Western Lingshan Mountain, which is more and more similar to the Pure Altar Messenger in the classics.
At this moment.
The ghost father was filled with resentment and became confused.
Memories of waves and waves emerged in his mind, all from Zhu Bajie, and the nine-tooth rake began to shake uncontrollably.
Ghost Dad was looking through his memories from the perspective of a bystander, with a bright Buddha light rising from the back of his head.
Boom.
The cave was shaking, and it lasted for half a breath and then stopped suddenly.
"I am...Shen Hansheng, also Zhu Bajie."
"A Lian is coming, I must capture a spiritual mountain and rebuild the pawn shop!"
(End of this chapter)