Hyperspace Transmigration Chapter 41: Bitter sea, sinking, boat people

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The Honghuang Continent, the place where the sky is round, this is the center of the Great Universe, the sky is infinitely high, and the earth is infinitely far away. It is so vast that even if the space moves, it will not necessarily leave a certain area within a few decades.

At the moment, in the West Niu Hezhou, inside the Daleiyin Temple.

This is a towering group of buildings, where the light of the Buddha is shining, Tao and reason are intertwined and shimmering in the light of the Buddha, in a deep and distant Sanskrit singing, like the Buddha sitting on the lotus platform in the center of a hall, Teach Buddhism to many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas below.

Suddenly, the voice of Rulai Buddha suddenly sagged, and there was a look of doubt in his face.

Underneath, many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas looked suspiciously and looked at the Buddha, not knowing what happened!

"My Buddha, what happened?"

"No problem! The thoughts in a small world suddenly disappeared, there is no news, and I don’t know what the situation is yet?"

Rulai Buddha shook his head and said slowly.

"But what about Journey to the West?"

"Exactly, but it's just a thought, no big deal, and just take me to the end!" As he said, his fingers pinched.

But the more he considers, the deeper his brows are.

"The sky machine is covered?"

He was a little surprised, after all, the general method of covering up with his strength was useless at all, because fate was like a play in his eyes. But now he can't figure out anything, which is strange!

"Since that is the case, then send an avatar to check it out!"

The Buddha pondered and made a decision.

The Journey to the West is an important plan for his Buddhism. It is absolutely impossible to make any mistakes. Otherwise, the lack of a little may move the whole body and make the original plan completely collapsed.

If not, it is not allowed.

So, for the sake of a smooth plan, he did not hesitate to drop a bad thought himself, a terrible avatar with infinite power went to that small world.

Thinking, the Buddha’s finger lightened a little, and suddenly a black lacquered hole appeared in the space in front of him. He pointed again, and a golden light directly entered the black hole. Inside, disappeared.

"Okay!"

The face of the Buddha did all of this indifferently, and then nodded gently to the many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas below, and began to continue teaching about Buddhism.

......

The world of "Journey to the West".

In the valley under Wuzhi Mountain, with the death of the fat monk, the cage that had been set up under heaven and earth exploded, and the golden fragments of Tao disappeared into heaven and earth.

This scene was naturally seen by many martial arts and demons.

"Did it disappear?"

"The seal is broken? Did Sun Wukong escape and break him?"

......

When I think of this, everyone's complexion becomes complicated.

The fairy side is mostly fear and indignation, while the demon side is cheering and uplifting.

"Never let that demon monkey live. For five hundred years of his repression, I will not be able to do anything. His strength will not be wasted. Maybe the cultivation practice has retreated a lot!"

"Yes, now the demon monkey has insufficient strength, it is a good time to kill him!"

"Kill him!"

......

Many martial arts have a lot of discussion, but it is just talking about it. When they are really letting them fight with Sun Wukong, they stand alone one by one and refuse to move. They are just paper tigers.

The monsters on the other side are different. They are in groups of three and five, directly rushing towards the Five Finger Mountain, and the black pressure is like a tide, swarming away.

......

"Go to death!"

In the far distance of the valley, I lost the "300 Songs of Children's Songs" and the power blessing of the fat monk.

In the roar of the great ape, it was slammed by the horrible sound wave, and the surrounding areas were covered with cracks, which looked terrible.

Then the giant ape slammed down with a punch, and the huge stone Buddha was blown away with a punch, turned into countless gravel gravel, the smoke filled, flying in the sky.

"Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, if you come, what else do you have, just make it out!"

Sun Wukong stood there and laughed, slowly turning into a humanoid size, a golden armor shining brightly.

Unfortunately, he did not know that Rulai was actually not here, and true Rulai was far from what he could resist. Even the fat monk, who had been thinking like that, had been slashed and killed by Li Yue.

"Sun! Wu! Empty!"

In his laughter, the sky whispered softly, and fell into his ear like a ghost.

"Who?"

Sun Wukong turned his head suddenly, a pair of golden eyes looked at the sky in the distance, where a monk wearing a black lotus robe stepped in the void step by step, walking slowly towards him.

Speaking slowly, in fact, the monk's previous step was hundreds of meters, so in just a short time, he stood in front of Sun Wukong.

That person naturally abandoned Chen Xuanzhuang and chose the new one.

"Is it you?" Sun Wukong looked at him in amazement, his eyes full of strange colors.

"Little monk, I didn't expect you to become like this, um, this breath... is it a magic?"

"Ha ha ha, ha ha ha!"

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong patted his thigh and laughed wildly.

This is just a living joke. A devout Buddha has turned into a devil. Is there anything more ironic than this?

"Young monk, you are looking for me, do you want to take revenge? For that woman!"

Sun Wukong looked at Chen Xuanzhuang playfully, but there was a trace of coldness and vigilance in the depths of his eyes. Because of the strength of this young monk, he couldn't see through it at first glance and could not feel the depth at all.

Of course the vigilance is just a flash, he doesn’t believe that this little monk can deal with him.

Who is he? Monkey King, Monkey King of the Heavens, an invincible monster king!

Chen Xuanzhuang was just a mortal before. Now, although he has some strength, in Sun Wukong's opinion, it is at least a bit stronger than mortals. Even the fairy is not the case. After all, where the fairy is so accomplished, let alone It's such a short time.

"Amitabha!"

Chen Xuanzhuang folded his hands together and chanted the Buddha's horn. Suddenly, a ray of black light burst out of his body, just like a ray of laser light, he shot directly towards Chen Xuanzhuang. It was terrified that a black gap was melted.

"There are a lot of tricks, but in front of my grandson's immortal demon body, it has no effect at all!"

Sun Wukong sneered. Although Chen Xuanzhuang's strength is a bit beyond his imagination, but in his eyes, he just changed from a small ants to a big ants, it is still just a ants.

So, ignoring the black light, he embraced his chest with both hands and looked at Chen Xuanzhuang sarcastically. He was too lazy to avoid it.

"Zhizizi~"

The black light collided with Sun Wukong's body, making a sizzling sound, but he couldn't hurt him a little bit, it had no effect at all, and even the root monkey hair didn't damage a part.

"Bitter Sea Ferry!"

Chen Xuanzhuang didn't change his face, looked at Sun Wukong, gently raised his hand, and solved a handprint to cover it suddenly.

This handprint, interwoven with black light, is like the purest black in the world, and the textures are born and die in it, just a glance as if the soul should be completely pulled into it.

This is a kind of supernatural power that Chen Xuanzhuang comprehends. It is his perception of all the ways of past practice after reincarnation, a kind of spiritual portrayal.

There are eight hardships in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, parting love, long-term complaint, hopeless, can not let go...

The world is a sea of ​​suffering, and all beings are suffering!

As the handprint slowly pressed down, a strange scene appeared in Sun Wukong's eyes.

It was an endless black sea, the sea was dead, there was no trace of waves, and in this sea water, a yellowed wooden boat drifted slowly.

In the wooden boat, there was a young man in clothes. He paddled the boat and gazed into the distance, as if it were a sculpture, and stayed there forever.

Gradually, the wooden boat floats.

It pierced the sea water, brought up ripples, and then appeared beside Sun Wukong.

"Mochen is red, but there can be ferries."

"Whoever asks Changsheng for the boundless suffering sea."

Singing a low chant, the chant is like the most sincere chant in the soul, directly penetrating into the spirit and will, passed to the soul of Sun Wukong, and then rumbled in the heart.

"Guest, it's time to go!"

The young man ferrying with his clothes raised his head and showed his face, which was actually Chen Xuanzhuang. He looked at Sun Wukong. The gloom and deepness in his eyes were as long and long as a black hole. With just one glance, all the past and suffering were fixed in the past, as if it was a great joy and great bliss.

"Poof!"

With just one glance, Sun Wukong spit out a sip of blood.

His soul was shaken, his self-adhered way and reason were actually shaken fiercely, as if he wanted to put down everything and embark on this boat from now on.

However, Sun Wukong's will is staggering, and he is detached from this kind of supernatural power.

Fortunately, otherwise, his soul might be permanently stranded in this false sea of ​​suffering, and the eternal life will sink here.

"Vicious supernatural powers!"

Sun Wukong wiped the blood on his mouth~IndoMTL.com~ The pure gold eye pupil looked at Chen Xuanzhuang, his eyes did not hide the murderous intention of the red fruit.

This kind of malicious supernatural power is simply the best choice for ruining humanity. Once deterred, the mind and will will fall into permanent perdition. The whole person is just walking dead, terrifying.

"Amitabha!"

Chen Xuanzhuang saw that the supernatural power was not effective, his face remained unchanged, and he waved slightly to disperse the light of that supernatural power.

He stood there, looking at the sky, as if he saw the woman singing softly under the moon again.

"Sun Wukong, today, either you die or you die!"

(To be continued.)

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