Fantasy World Transmigration - 933. Chapter 933

“Hey!” Wukong sighed: “I don’t know what kind of a murderer was able to make the four King Kongs stand to death. The Eleventh Da Yao didn’t dare to turn his head and talk more. The two great Dharma-protecting Bodhisattvas fell dead in front of the door. Eighteen Arhats were killed by him. Seven, there is only one arhat, without a trace, making it difficult for people to know the inside story. The Taiyin Yuanjun also told me that six great bodhisattvas and five hundred arahants died in front of him.”

“Really be a master of the world, hurry up on the Lingshan Mountain!”

The Buddha’s body is bleeding, and the Arhat is in trouble. I don’t know how many evils and how ominous there are in this Leiyin Palace. He continued to move forward, and he quickly saw five hundred Arahants sitting cross-legged outside the door of the Great Hall of Heroes, looking like they were slaughtering their necks.

Gu Du Jin’s body was broken, and he didn’t know where his soul had returned.

Sure enough, there were the bodies of the six great bodhisattvas in front of them. They were all easily killed by people, but they were unable to fight back. Goku walked along, and the Buddha Bodhisattva and Jalan died outside the mountain gate, and the eighteen arhats died at the second gate. In addition, the Four King Kong threw themselves outside the mountain gate, and the Eleventh Great Yao was not far away from them. Now when they were outside the Daxiong Hall, they encountered five hundred arhats.

The body of the Void Tibetan Bodhisattva threw on the steps of the Great Hall of the Great Xiong Temple, half outside the door, half inside the door, what a big Leiyin Temple, there, one floor, one hall and one hall, until this big bear hall, It was the place where the Tathagata Buddha was sitting. Wukong looked into the temple and actually saw the figure of the Tathagata Buddha.

Immediately he took a breath of air, and secretly said, “Then…couldn’t even the old man Tathagata be killed?”

It can be described as a corpse with ten steps in the Daxiong Hall. It contains the venerables of the Western Lingshan, the superiors, the good men, and the protectors. Wukong’s method has no difference. He recognized that they were not killed by the murderer in front, because these venerables were less powerful than the previous ones. Those sacred Buddhas are far away, but there are traces of fighting and fighting in this hall. The scars of the swords and guns on the corpse are somewhat similar to the Shiba Jialan guardian who was hacked to death.

“It must be the man who broke in all the way, and the Lingshan holy Buddha resisted layer by layer, so the Arhat Bodhisattvas with high magic power died in the front, so that these third-rate soldiers hid behind, and then the Arhat Bodhisattvas with high magic power died. Clean, when the assassin came here, he didn’t even look at the scum, and went straight up to look at the old Tathagata. The people behind him killed the venerable grandmother here. ”

Wukong sighed and went straight to the lotus seat where he was sitting down.

The Tathagata Dharma circulated a horrible breath that made people palpitating. It was infinitely solemn and majestic. The hair was as lifelike as before. I saw the corner of the Dharma body’s mouth smiling. Wukong looked at it from head to toe to confirm that the murderer who stepped on the Lingshan was actually Without hurting the Tathagata Dharma body, if it were not for this great hall, it would be like Shura’s killing field, who can be sure that this Tathagata Buddha has died away?

Even so, Wukong was still not sure. After watching for a long time, he suddenly made a grimace. Seeing that the Tathagata Dharma body did not respond, he said: “Is this old Tathagata, really nirvana and dying? Going to resist the Brahma? Otherwise, his disciples and grandchildren on Lingshan were slaughtered, and he didn’t even open his eyes to see?”

“But the reaction of the four heavenly kings and the eleventh day is too weird!”

“Moreover, the assailant killed all the way without blinking his eyes. He didn’t move at all to the Tathagata Dharma body. There must be a ghost in it!” Wukong laid the ground.

He walked to the back of the Tathagata Dharma body and quietly took off his trousers. He was about to take a dip. The vellus hair clone left in front of him saw that the smile on the Tathagata Dharma body gradually disappeared. Wukong quickly put on his belt and jumped down and said: ” Sure enough, there are ghosts… Old Tathagata, don’t you want to play me!”

“Say…what the hell happened on this Lingshan Mountain?”

“My old Sun was sent by the Jade Emperor to investigate what happened…” Wukong asked with a stick.

As soon as the jade emperor’s name was taken out, he saw that the gesture of the Tathagata Dharma body had changed. The handprints on his chest suddenly pointed to the right. Wukong looked over, and the right side was where the Buddhist scriptures pavilion was, and said in a daze: ” Tathagata Buddha, what dumb riddles do you play with me? If there is anything, you can tell me directly that it is… or it is worth it! I will go take a look.”

Walking straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I saw the sweeping lords in the Scripture Pavilion, and the venerable persons who watched the Pavilion were killed countless. In the pavilion, countless scriptures were either carved with stone tablets, or books and shell leaves, all on silk. Paper books, even Wukong saw bamboo slips, in a huge Buddhist scripture pavilion, I am afraid there are hundreds of millions of books.

Wukong was overjoyed when he saw the murderer, and he couldn’t even care about tracking down the murderer. He shouted again and again, “Good fortune, good fortune. This murderer who stepped down on Lingshan didn’t see what he took by himself, and he left countless benefits for the old grandson. This Da Leiyin Temple’s Buddhist scriptures have been accumulated for hundreds of millions of years, thousands of calamities, and countless. My grandson does not love, but loves to read, it is really great fortune!”

Immediately digging through the boxes and cabinets, all the books in the three collections were taken away. It was afraid that the wind might blow the fragile scriptures. It only plucked hundreds of vellus hairs, cloned it, and packed the hundreds of millions of scriptures in the Tibetan scripture pavilion. In the sleeve.

This Buddhist scripture pavilion has more than one floor. Wukong walks one floor and rolls one floor. When it reaches the top of the building, it is a small room. Inside it is actually a living room with bedding and a meditation room. Wukong walked in and saw that it was an old monk. place to live.

The old monk was drooping, his eyebrows dropped to the ground, there was no aliveness on his body, and his body was dead.

Just when Wukong was about to retreat, the old monk suddenly said, “Monk Wukong, you are here!”

Wukong doubted: “Who are you? The monks, gods and Buddhas in the temple are all dead? Why are you still alive?” The old monk laughed: “The people and the Buddha in the temple are all dead…the one who survived , Of course the murderer!”

Wukong was not surprised, but smiled: “No…you are not alive.”

The old monk also smiled: “Monkey King, I was talking to you, but you said I was not alive?”

“The four heavenly kings and the Eleventh Great Yao also talked to me, are they still alive? Then the old man Tathagata once pointed me, is he still alive?” Wukong smiled: “You live in the past, now, you already dead!”

“Hahaha!” The old monk smiled: “Sun Wukong is Monkey King after all, yes, I’m already dead!” The old monk said quietly, “But I didn’t die at the hands of the murderer. Already dead. I am a past Buddha!”

“It turns out that you are the Buddha of the Lantern!” Wukong cultivated into a quantum primordial spirit, and he can count the world in a single thought. Naturally, there is no memory that can escape his primordial search: “The Buddha of the Lantern was majestic and extinct in the past, so You are already dead. Of course that murderer will not kill a dead person… No, dead Buddha.”

“Of course you won’t tell me, who is the one who killed so many people in Lingshan!”

“I came here this time and I saw too many weirdness! The four heavenly kings did not dare to tell me, nor did the Eleventh Great Yao dare to tell me that the Tathagata Buddha played mummy with me, as if the dead had nothing to do with him. But this big Leiyin Temple up and down, all dead. If the four heavenly kings, the Eleventh Great Yao just died once, this weirdness is excusable, but those Bodhisattvas and Arhats are not suspended for death, they are real. It’s gone.”

“So, what are you thinking about?” Wukong frowned.

Burning Lamp Gufo laughed loudly, he laughed: “Wukong, you are wrong! They won’t tell you, I will!”

Wukong was bluffed: “You are not in the same group with them?”

“Of course not!” Burning lantern ancient Buddha put his palms together and said, “Because it is me who killed them!”