Chapter 842: Soul search to no avail, four scattered

Seeing that Xuanzang was about to be suppressed by the Dharma, the next step was to search for his soul. Monkey King, who had been silent by the side, suddenly rushed into the sky of Buddha light, and wanted to end Xuanzang with a stick.
This kind of behavior is like killing people in no way!
If only the Buddhist masters were present, Sun Wukong might have succeeded at this time, but unfortunately, there are not only Buddhist masters here, but also a true monarch of Erlang.
"you dare!"
With an angry rebuke, Yang Jian's figure appeared two feet in front of Xuanzang in a flash.
Under the light of Buddha, his figure stood still, like a drizzle;
Monkey King raised his stick and smashed it, but Yang Jian still didn't make a move, letting the stick fall on his shoulder.
With a loud explosion, Monkey King flew out upside down, but Yang Jian just shook his body...
The moment that stick fell, Yang Jian could see the black flames in Monkey King's eyes, and the anger in his heart was immediately ignited. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
The monkey he had been protecting for so long was actually touched by the strongest men? !
"Damn it!"
Yang Jian rarely had moments of anger and depression, but at this time, Yang Jian's curses were full of irritation.
The figure rushed forward very fast, even before Monkey King flew upside down, Yang Jian's figure appeared in front of Monkey King again. This time he condensed his left fist and smashed forward, hitting Monkey King on the chest, directly hitting the monkey. Blood sprayed from his mouth and crashed into the ground.
Yang Jian made an angry shot, and Monkey King didn't say that he had a chance to backhand, but it was very difficult to escape.
Monkey King crashed into the ground, and Yang Jian rushed down like a shadow, and there was a rumbling noise from the depths of the earth.
The Buddhist masters looked at each other. Sun Wukong was carrying the Buddha's light and wanted to kill Xuanzang. He was slightly injured by the Buddha's light, which affected him to some extent. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
However, Yang Jian had completely ignored the supernatural powers of these Buddhist masters, which really affected Dao Xin.
When they suppressed Xuanzang and dissipated the devilish energy from Xuanzang's body, Yang Jian also rushed out of the ground with the seriously injured monkey with his profound energy, and threw the monkey beside Xuanzang with a dark expression.
At this time, the golden hoop on the monkey's head has been taken off by Yang Jian, and there is a trace of black air on the golden hoop...
when--
The golden hoop was thrown on the ground by Yang Jian with a crisp sound.
"You better give me a reasonable explanation."
The Buddhist masters are like falling into an ice cave, silent as a chill.
Ci Hang moved forward, took the golden hoop in his hand and examined it carefully. Then he looked a little strange and said, "Could it be that Xuanzang used this artifact to plant the magic root for the monkey?"&1t;i>&1t ;/i>
"Huh!" Yang Jian's expression was cold, "If I know it well, this golden hoop was given to Xuanzang by fellow Taoists."
"This..." Ci Hang examined it carefully, and then whispered back, "It is indeed the one I refined, but I didn't arrange such a hand or foot on it, but only used it to imprison the spirit of the monkey. That's good."
"What are you Buddhism doing?"
Yang Jian's voice became calmer, but the buddhist masters around, plus Zixia and Tianpeng, could truly feel the vigorous anger in Yang Jian's heart.
The three-pointed and two-edged spear was out of its sheath, and Yang Jian's eyes flashed with a compelling divine light, and none of the experts dared to look at him.
"Tonight Buddhism won't give me an explanation, don't blame me for not being affectionate!"
"Amitabha, the true monarch should calm down his anger, and search for Xuanzang's soul first," the two old monks in charge stood up. Although they couldn't catch up with Yang Jian's momentum, they alleviated the immediate atmosphere in the court. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
Yang Jian snorted coldly and watched coldly.
The two old monks were unambiguous, and immediately took out Xuanzang's soul.
Ironically, Xuanzang's soul still has a layer of Buddha's light as a shelter, and above the Buddha's light sits the remnant body of the former Jin Chanzi's soul.
Buddhism had a good idea. After Xuanzang arrived at Lingshan and asked for the truth, he could immediately restore Jin Chanzi's cultivation base and memory, and become another master of Buddhism.
It's a pity that although the remnant body of Jin Chanzi's primordial spirit is still there, the soul protected by the Buddha's light is already pitch black like an evil ghost.
Seeing Xuanzang's soul, Yang Jian faintly felt like where he had seen it before...
Yes, in the previous dream, he saw a lot of evil ghosts in the Nether Stream.
This further confirms that the ghosts behind it are the strongest. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
The question is how much Buddhism has been infiltrated, and how many evil spirits are lurking in these Buddha lights.
"Amitabha Buddha," an old monk could not bear his face, the Buddha's light condensed into a thin golden needle and slowly plunged into Xuanzang's soul.
The horrible howling of Li ghost was endless, and the daughter of the country master couldn't bear such a cry, and she was frightened and passed out into a coma.
Fortunately, the canopy quickly hugged His Majesty the Lord, otherwise this delicate body will fall, and it may be ‘fragrant to eliminate jade’.
The screams continued for a while, and with the wave of the old monk's robe sleeves, a piece of light and shadow appeared over Xuanzang's soul. Xuanzang's half-life was like a horse watching a flower, showing it in front of the Buddhas.
These pictures are Xuanzang’s memories, and naturally they are Xuanzang’s perspective, as well as Xuanzang’s thoughts and understandings...
The front memory is a bit vague, but I can be sure that there is nothing unusual. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
Jiang Liuer, Xuanzang...
Before the catastrophe of Journey to the West officially began, that is, before the life of the Dragon King of Jinghe, Xuanzang's memory was interrupted.
The memory reappeared, and it was the beginning of a journey to the west. Xuanzang paid homage to the king of Tang. From then on, Xuanzang's thoughts, in addition to normal thinking and Buddhism, have added a voice...
That is to say, some kind of abnormal change occurred in that short time, so that Xuanzang was planted with magic roots.
Of course, the memory was erased early, and the culprit did not show any signs of it.
The memory that followed clearly showed how Xuanzang had deep roots in the devil step by step, and how he used the magic curse to start to influence Sun Wukong's mind step by step with evil methods that he did not know where he obtained.
Sun Wukong did not fortify a mortal, and even had a certain degree of respect for Xuanzang from the heart. This monkey had a clear grievance and resentment, and expressed his gratitude to Xuanzang to help him get out of trouble. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
With each cast of the Curse, Monkey King was gradually invaded by the devilish spirit.
It was with the convenience of the golden hoop that Sun Wukong was completely unstoppable. When he noticed something was wrong, he was already under Xuanzang's control.
After searching the soul, the old monk sighed and put Xuanzang's Yuanshen back into Xuanzang's body.
But since then, even if Xuanzang is immortal, he is still a half-life, his soul has already lost his spirituality, and he is 80% crazy.
Yang Jian shook the sharp spear in his hand and yelled: "The good things you have done by Buddhism!"
The Buddhas had to bow their heads to confess, but they couldn't argue.
Xuanzang was calculated by the foreign demon under their noses, and Buddhism was at least guilty of negligence of duty.
However, Yang Jian's anger was naturally because Sun Wukong was planted by Xuanzang's demon roots, which defiled his spirituality. In the future, even if the shackles of heaven and earth are fully opened, no matter how hard it is to reach Consummation, he may be stuck in the realm of quasi-sage throughout his life. &1t;i>&1t;/i>
Yang Jian’s previous efforts have even spent more than 50 years in the mountains to teach monkeys...
All efforts have come to nothing.
Yang Jian really wanted to leave all these Buddhist masters here no matter what.
But he was not blinded by anger, and naturally knew that the culprit today was the evil demon.
"inability!"
Yang Jian yelled angrily, took a picture of Monkey King with one hand, carried it with his hand, and flew towards the sky with Zixia on the cloud.
The gods and Buddhas all over the sky didn't dare to speak out, so they watched Yang Jian leave silently. Many people wiped their foreheads with cold sweat, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Amitabha Buddha, take Xuanzang back to Lingshan to wait for the world's deity. Escort the person who cared for Xuanzang back then. Buddhism will introspect and search for himself. If there are traces of the foreign demon, be sure to catch him for interrogation. Kill."&1t;i>&1t;/i>
The Buddhas chanted the Buddha's name in unison, and the golden light swept Xuanzang and flew towards Lingshan.
The small courtyard suddenly became empty, leaving only a piece of rubble, a little messy.
"Two, two brothers?"
Sha Wujing swallowed and asked in a low voice: "What shall we do?"
"What else can I do if we split up and leave with luggage?"
As soon as the canopy flicked his sleeves, he was about to go down to the house to rest in his arms, when a fierce female army surrounded him.
The canopy had to laugh twice, explaining that he wanted to protect his majesty, and returned the daughter of the country leader.
There were riots in the street. Many people bowed down everywhere. Naturally, mortals didn’t know exactly what they had born. They just knew that there were Buddhas and Bodhisattvas coming to the post tonight. It might be related to the great Tang monk~EbookFREE.me~ and other women's army. Guarding his daughter, the Lord of the Kingdom hurried away, Tianpeng and Sha Wujing sat on the steps in front of the door, both a little startled.
Sha Wujing murmured: "Journey to the west is not successful, how should I cultivate to become a true fruit? I can't be a monster for the rest of my life..."
"What's wrong with being a monster?" Tianpeng smiled happily, "Look at the fairy Buddha in the sky, how is it different from a monster? It's better to be a mountain king."
"Second brother, what are your plans in the future?"
"Go back to Gaolaozhuang and find my Cuilan, it's good."
"Hey, I can only go back to Shahe and wait."
"What are you waiting for? It will be a catastrophe in a few years. Our little shrimps will not be as good as pigs and dogs," the canopy patted Sha Wujing on the shoulder, "Listen to me, go find a place with good feng shui. After being a mountain king for a few years, the catastrophe came and buried himself on the spot."
"Second Brother!"
"Hahahaha! Just kidding, go to sleep, you and I will wait a few days to see the limelight, it is estimated that there will be others to question."
Sha Wujing sighed long, and could only walk back into the house with the canopy.
As soon as the canopy lay down, the snoring sound rang, and in the snoring there were his words like a dream.
"Junior Brother Sha, you shouldn't be like Master."
The Drifter was startled, and said hurriedly: "You can't talk nonsense about this, Brother Second, you should know about me."
"That's right, it is estimated that the external demons will not look down upon us both, so we will not suffer a catastrophe."
The canopy yawned, turned over and continued to sleep, while Sha Wujing sat on the edge of the kang for a while, sighing for a long time.
"This fate."
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