Emperor Zhang Qing did not expect that this handsome little demon was actually from Buddhism.
Because when the Thunder Spear fell, a layer of golden light appeared on his body. But that golden light was like a thin layer of paper to Emperor Zhang Qing.
Hit him through with one spear.
Emperor Zhang Qing looked at the dead scorpion spirit and quickly took out the small flag.
"Master." Xiaoman was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.
There is only one dragon on this dragon robe, and there is also a mountain. The dragon looks like Zhu Jiuyin, and the mountain is naturally Zhongshan.
When Emperor Zhang Qing dispersed the Thunder Spear in his hand, a dark cloud appeared on Xiaoman's clothes.
There are still one day and one month above the dark clouds...
Emperor Zhang Qing looked at the dragon robe and asked, "Who painted this? The painting is pretty good."
"This is the embodiment of your magical power, sir." Xiaoman said with a smile. "My life is related to the master's, and this dragon robe is my life treasure.
Although I cannot use these magical powers of the master. But it can help me strengthen the defense of this dragon robe. "
"You're quite enjoying the benefits. "Zhang Qingdi complained.
"What do you want me to do? "Xiaoman is not as knowledgeable as Emperor Zhang Qing.
"Oh, help me arrest the soul of this scorpion spirit. "Zhang Qingdi said.
"No problem! "Xiaoman smiled and pinched the trick.
"Hmm?"
As soon as Emperor Zhang Qing heard her hum, he knew that this time things might not be simple.
"How dare you compete with me for your soul! Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can't!" Xiao Man said with a cold snort.
She formed a secret with both hands, and a ghost gate appeared behind her.
Zhang Qingdi saw the soul of Scorpion Spirit. She was being pinched by a big hand, and the big hand was blocked by Xiaoman's ghost gate.
For a while, it couldn't take away the scorpion spirit's soul.
"Master, help me!" Xiaoman finally spoke.
"Didn't you say that even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is not good enough? Why do you ask for help with a big hand?" Zhang Qingdi said this.
He just pulled out the Qingping Sword and brought it down.
Emperor Zhang Qing did not cut off the arm.
Okay, I made the mistake of blaming Xiaoman.
That arm may belong to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
It seems that Buddhism should also want the soul of this scorpion spirit, so Emperor Zhang Qing took out the lotus lantern.
I saw him holding a lamp in one hand and a sword in the other.
The originally cyan sword energy was instantly covered with a layer of flame.
This time the sword energy fell like it burned the sky!
The arm was cut open, and in the end Xiaoman snatched back the soul of the scorpion spirit.
"Be more careful next time and say that no one can do it except Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva." Emperor Zhang Qing said to Xiaoman.
Xiaoman didn't want to answer Zhang Qingdi, so she took the soul of the scorpion spirit into the ghost gate.
"Master, this guy needs to be raised to answer your question." Xiaoman said to Emperor Zhang Qing.
"Sure." Emperor Zhang Qing nodded.
But he reacted instantly and asked Xiaoman, "Where is this guy's soul?"
Zhang Qingdi pointed at the handsome little demon.
Xiaoman looked at it and shook his head and said, "No more!"
"We are afraid that we have fallen into a trap. Their target is this guy." Zhang Qingdi sighed and said.
At this time, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Guanyin stood side by side in the underworld.
Kneeling in front of them was a young novice monk.
"Thank you two Bodhisattvas for your kindness." The little novice monk bowed and said.
"Don't say that. In the end, I didn't have time to save you." Guanyin said calmly.
“That body is just a skin.” The little novice monk said with his hands clasped together.
"I'll send you to reincarnation, and I'll save you in the next life myself." Guanyin said to the little novice monk.
“Thank you Bodhisattva.”
Waiting for the young novice to cross Naihe Bridge, he drank Meng Po soup.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said, "How did Zhang Qingdi grow to such an extent?"
He pointed to his arm and saw a deep sword wound on his arm.
"After learning the scriptures, you can no longer keep him!" Guanyin said seriously.
After the two Bodhisattvas finished speaking, they dispersed.
Di Ting stepped forward and looked at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's arm, "Bodhisattva, I just tried to listen to Zhang Qingdi, and my ears were hurt by the dragon's roar."
"Don't fool around like this in the future." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said with a smile.
This rescue of Elder Tang went very smoothly.
The monkeys and others rushed into the cave and quickly rescued Tang Seng.
When Tang Monk was rescued, he didn’t cry.
After leaving the fairy cave, the monkey set a fire inside.
"Can you ask me next time you set a fire?" Emperor Zhang Qing came out last.
The fire naturally did no harm to Emperor Zhang Qing.
The monkey chuckled...
Emperor Zhang Qing looked at Elder Tang who was not crying, and said somewhat unaccustomedly, "I rescued you, why don't you cry twice to celebrate."
< br>Even though Elder Tang had practiced some Buddhism, his defense was broken by one word from Emperor Zhang Qing.
However, Emperor Zhang Qing continued, "If you come back from the Buddhist scriptures, you can go to the Daughter's Country to see it.
What if there are any surprises?"
"What's the surprise?" Zhu Bajie's mouth was very swollen, but he still asked curiously.
Emperor Zhang Qing took the scorpion poison and his pig mouth was cured. "Then who knows, what if the daughter of the king has a bunch of children with others." Emperor Zhang Qing disappeared after saying this.
Elder Tang has broken through the defense this time.
"Brother Xiao Sheng is such a good goblin! How can you accept such a goblin as your master!" Tang Seng said angrily.
"Master, please keep your voice down. In case he doesn't go far." Sha Monk warned in a low voice. "Listen to you scolding him, he went to find the daughter of the king to have a child."
The monkey and Zhu Bajie nodded together...
Tang Monk then said to the monkey, "Wukong, my master is thirsty and hungry. Come and get me something to eat."
While Tang Monk was eating his vegetarian meal, Emperor Zhang Qing arrived at Jin'ao Island.
Back on the island, Yang Erlang is fighting against Xiao Sheng.
Emperor Zhang Qing took a look and saw that Xiao Sheng would be defeated in less than twenty rounds.
Sure enough, Yang Erlang won within fifteen rounds.
"Brother Zhang, did you make a certain woman's belly bigger? That day, you said you wanted to see her belly." Yang Erlang definitely asked this on purpose.
"You should pay more attention to your sister." Zhang Qingdi snorted coldly.
Sure enough, one sword sealed the throat!
Yang Erlang stopped talking immediately, and Yang Chan had recovered. The two of them were sweet all day long, and Yang Erlang was like an outsider in Huashan.
Finally Yang Erlang came to Jin'ao Island again.
“Who gave him the fairy brew?” Emperor Zhang Qing looked at the fairy brew in Yang Erlang’s hand.
“Me!” the six-eared macaque said, shrinking his head.
“This merit point will be deducted from you!”
Six-eared macaque...
"Emperor Zhang Qing, I just hunted thirty demons for you." Yang Erlang shouted dissatisfied.
"Then I will calculate your merit points from now on."
After Zhang Qingdi finished speaking, he went to find the old monk.
At this time, the old monk became more and more powerful like the ancient Buddha who burned lanterns.
The first thing Zhang Qingdi said when he met the old monk was, "Master, you haven't passed away yet."
"If you want to get punched, just say so." The old monk said unkindly.
"Isn't this a surprise?" Zhang Qingdi said with a playful smile, "Gufo, I have something to ask you!"
"I don't have time!" The old monk got angry.
During this period, Emperor Zhang Qing was busy with his journey to the west, and was rarely polite and easygoing to the old monk.
This made the old monk somewhat uncomfortable.
"Oh, my ancient Buddha with boundless power. I just have a few small questions to ask you." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.
The phrase "ancient Buddha with boundless power" immediately made the old monk smile.
"Hurry up then, I'm still busy teaching magical powers to the little saint." The old monk said with his lips pressed down.
"Ancient Buddha, do you think a scorpion spirit can hurt Tathagata?" Emperor Zhang Qing asked.
Xiaoman said that the scorpion spirit was ready to question, but she was very uncooperative now.
The kind-hearted Xiaoman is going to send her to play in his own hell for a few days to see if she can change her mind and be willing to cooperate well.
“That’s why you came to me to ask?”
Zhang Qingdi nodded. Seeing that he didn’t seem to be joking, the old monk asked patiently, “Is this true? "
Zhang Qingdi told what happened.
The old monk was still a little unbelievable, "It's hard for me to imagine what kind of scorpion spirit can hurt Tathagata.
If it is true, the old monk can be happy for three or four days."
Zhang Qing Emperor looked at the old monk with disdain.
But as soon as I thought I had more questions to ask, I refrained from complaining.
Seeing Tathagata being stung makes me happy for a few days. Can't we come up with this method and sting him ourselves for fun?
"Just this one thing?"
"No, there is another small problem." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile. "Can the scriptures obtained by Tang Monk really transform the world?"
The old monk glanced at Zhang Qingdi, "I always thought you looked down on this matter of scriptures, why are you suddenly asking about this now? Question."
Before Zhang Qingdi could answer, the old monk said, "There are laws in this world, but can the laws enable everyone to follow the right path?"
Zhang Qingdi Shaking his head, "But it can make most people take the right path."
"The scripture can indeed make people do good, but it cannot make everyone do good." The old monk shook his head and said. "If we rely on the true scriptures to make people in the world give up their obsessions, it would be a bit too natural..."
Zhang Qingdi was not surprised when he heard this answer.
"If the goblin is unwilling to speak, why don't you give me her soul." The old monk said to Emperor Zhang Qing.
"Does the master have a better way to torture her?" Zhang Qingdi asked with a smile.
The old monk glared at Zhang Qingdi, "Anyway, I'm not throwing people into hell to scare them."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhang Qing asked Xiaoman to get the soul of Scorpion Spirit.
At this time, the scorpion spirit looked panicked.
“Don’t you want to talk yet?” Zhang Qingdi looked at her and asked.
"You guys can make me scared, I really dare not say it!" the scorpion spirit cried.
The Tathagata's alms bowl was more terrifying to her than anything else in the world. So as long as it was about Tathagata, she didn't dare to say anything.
Hell is indeed terrifying, but the terror in hell is logical, but the terror in the Tathagata's bowl is illogical and beyond your imagination.
Hearing this, Emperor Zhang Qing shrugged. He turned to the old monk and said, "Then I will leave her to you."
The Scorpion Spirit looked at the old monk and felt that he had nothing to do with him. As terrifying as Tathagata.
Seeing that she was in shock, the old monk thought of putting her into the alms bowl to calm her down a little and listen to him reciting Buddhist scriptures.
So the old monk took out his alms bowl and said kindly, "Come, come into my alms bowl."
"Ah!!" Scorpion screamed. "I say! I say anything!"
"Oh! Master, why don't you say you are an ancient Buddha." Zhang Qingdi said in a strange way. (End of this chapter)