The most powerful villain in the heavens

Now that it's all over, it's a lie when you open your mouth, your face doesn't blush and your heart doesn't beat, and you can do it easily. The point is that you dare to lie in front of a bodhisattva.

Lingji Bodhisattva is really powerful, and he didn't react too much. Everything is predestined. It seems that he and the Yellow Wind Monster don't have a master-student relationship.

"In that case, I will leave first. The road ahead will be very difficult, so please take care of yourself."

"Bodhisattva, please wait, the disciple still has something to say."

At the moment when Bodhisattva Lingji was about to leave, Yuwentian suddenly yelled. Bodhisattva Lingji frowned slightly, but turned around and looked at Yuwentian who was standing below.

"Sanzang, is there anything else you want to ask?"

Yu Wentian nodded, "I just want to ask the Bodhisattva, this time I came here, but I figured out that the disciple is in trouble, so I came here to help the disciple?"

Bodhisattva Lingji nodded. Tang Sanzang had countless monsters on his journey to the west, so he naturally knew about it. What's more, when the yellow wind monster came down to earth, he had a helping hand.

"But Bodhisattva, my disciple is fine now, your visit is nothing, and I really feel sorry for you."

Lingji Bodhisattva smiled slightly, "Sanzang, you don't have to worry about it, I have a private matter to come here, and besides, your purpose of learning scriptures is to benefit the people, how can I ignore it."

Yu Wentian's face was full of emotion, if he was given another handkerchief, maybe he could still shed tears. "The Bodhisattva is merciful and compassionate, and my disciples really admire him. My disciples must also uphold the Bodhisattva's behavior."

Bodhisattva Lingji nodded again. Tang Sanzang was his brother in his previous life. How could he not understand what kind of person he is?

But this time he really made a mistake.

"My disciple sees that the flying dragon pestle in the hands of the Bodhisattva is very boundless in Buddhism. Since the Bodhisattva has already arrived here, why not give the flying dragon pestle to the disciple. The disciple will definitely use the flying dragon pestle to do good deeds in the world. I believe the Bodhisattva will be willing to watch it to the best scenes in the world."

Lingji Bodhisattva almost didn't fall from the clouds. After the reincarnation, how did the golden cicada become like this? I always feel like a street ruffian.

If it weren't for the Buddha's light emanating from him to prove his identity, Lingji Bodhisattva would have suspected that Guanyin had found the wrong person at that time?

Looking at the flying dragon stick in his hand, Bodhisattva Lingji was full of entanglements. If he gave the flying dragon stick to Yu Wentian, he would not be very willing. Besides, according to the regulations, he could not give it to Yu Wentian.

But if Yuwentian is not given now, wouldn't it mean that Lingji Bodhisattva is unwilling to help the people in the world?

Yu Wentian was full of excitement, this flying dragon staff was one of the magic weapons of Lingji Bodhisattva, it was not comparable to the three-pronged steel fork of the yellow wind monster, if he got this, his strength would definitely be further improved.

"Wukong, why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and get the flying dragon stick? You are a Buddhist disciple now, so why don't you want Lingji Bodhisattva to give it to us?"

Sun Wukong, whose name was suddenly called out, had black lines on his face. If the monk didn't do anything, he was not feeling well. Looking at Lingji Bodhisattva, he obviously didn't want to hand over the flying dragon staff.

It's a pity that he has seen Yuwentian's shamelessness before, this time Lingji Bodhisattva's flying dragon staff cannot escape.

Seeing Lingji Bodhisattva rushing over, but leaving with an angry and helpless face, Sun Wukong felt a kind of sympathy for Lingji Bodhisattva.

Looking at Lingji Bodhisattva's back, Yu Wentian seemed to feel embarrassed, and shouted at Lingji Bodhisattva's back, "Bodhisattva, wait for your disciple in the west, and when the disciple comes over, I will definitely bring you Some souvenirs back."

"You want to go to their territory to get the scriptures, so it's so hard to offend you, aren't you afraid that they will trouble you at that time?"

Yu Wentian glanced at Sun Wukong, not caring, "What's the matter? If they don't give the scriptures, we can go and snatch them together."

The corners of Monkey King's mouths twitched, what kind of master is this?

"Our mana is limited. Even if we add up all of them, there is no way we can fight against that guy Tathagata. You should give up your mind."

Yu Wentian shook his head, expressing his disapproval of Sun Wukong's point of view. "Monkey, you are wrong about that. There is nothing impossible. You were not able to defeat him at that time, which means that your cultivation base is not enough, and you need to continue to hone it. It is the same as being a teacher. Do you understand?"

Sun Wukong looked at Yuwentian, and sneered at Yuwentian's opinion, but with just one trick, he was pinned under Wuzhishan for 500 years by Tathagata, so if Tathagata is easy to deal with, he still needs it?Already escaped early, okay?If you go to snatch the scriptures, you are afraid that you will be crushed under the mountain before you make a move.

Chapter 301 The Sad Mu Zha

The Liusha River is not completely yellow sand, but its sand content is a bit higher. From a distance, it seems that it is just a flowing sand river.

Yu Wentian pursed his mouth, and stretched out his hand to stir the river water. It is a miracle that the quicksand river, with such a large amount of sand, has not disappeared into the world.

"Master, are you from another place? The river is untouchable. There is a monster in the river who eats meat but doesn't spit out bones. Look at the bones all over the river. They are all made by him." .”

Just when Yu Wentian was about to call Monk Sha, a hasty voice suddenly came from behind. He turned around and saw that he was an old man with ragged clothes and unkempt hair. He looked like a very poor existence.

The only strange thing is that such an old man has very bright eyes, he looks like a master of Taoism, not like an old man in the countryside at all.

"Amitabha, was the old man reminding the poor monk just now?"

In line with the amiable appearance of a monk, Yu Wentian greeted the old man very seriously. The old man stared at Yu Wentian in a daze, and walked straight towards Yu Wentian, introducing this stream to Yu Wentian. The history of Shahe.

It turns out that here is a desert, there is no river on the surface, and I don't know what happened, but this river appeared on the sand overnight.

At first, the people around were very happy. With this river water, there was no need to dig a deep well again.

However, not long after, strange things happened here. People kept falling into the river, and no one ever got up.After a period of time, you will be able to see dense bones appearing by the river.

Yu Wentian nodded, roughly speaking, Monk Sha used to be the general of rolling curtains, and at the time when the Jade Emperor was narrow-minded and in a bad mood, he broke his glazed cup, so he was thrown into the mortal world.

Monk Sha was also in a very depressed mood. When he entered the mortal world, he occupied the Liusha River, causing disaster. Later, he was instructed by Master Guanyin to wait for Tang Seng to find him in the Liusha River.

It's just that this old man doesn't look right no matter how he looks at it. Judging from his age, he should have experienced the Quicksand River for a long time. Naturally, he is quite afraid of the Quicksand River. How could he walk into the Quicksand River so easily? And on the side, how about introducing them?

"Old man, seeing that you are so familiar with this quicksand river, is it true that your family members have also been dragged by monsters in this quicksand river?"

The old man froze for a moment, nodded his head, and tears flowed out immediately. He wiped the tears on his cheeks with his tattered sleeves.

"It's really pitiful. At such an age, you let your family leave you. The monster in the quicksand river is too inhuman. Don't worry, old man. My old pig's senior brother is a warm-hearted man, and he will definitely hug you." You took revenge."

Seeing the old man's tears, Zhu Bajie immediately began to cry. He was very sad about what happened to the old man. He remembered that when he ran away from the pigsty, the sow cried for a long time. Maybe this is the so-called family affection. up.

The black line on Sun Wukong's face, this pig is not without brains, knowing that its own cultivation base is not high, so it took the matter off, but pushed it on him.

Yu Wentian also had black lines all over his face, he could tell at a glance that this old man must be not simple, and he didn't know what Zhu Bajie was playing around here, which almost disrupted his plan.

With a sudden push, Zhu Bajie turned 360 degrees on the spot and fell directly to the ground, making a big hole in the yellow sand.

Just as he was about to pursue the matter, he saw that the person who pushed him was none other than his master. He stood up with an aggrieved face, patted the yellow sand on his body, and stood aside unwillingly.

"Old man, the poor monk is telling the truth, and he can see a little face. According to the poor monk, the old man should be able to reunite with your family today. Take a look, is the bone floating on the river really yours?" Family bones?"

A group of people are in a mess by the river, and the bones on the river have already floated up, can they still be regarded as bones?However, the old man was just stunned, and really walked to the river to see the bones in the river.

It's just that there are many moss-covered bones beside the river. Where can I see any bones in the river?Could it be that this monk has a problem with his eyes?

The old man was about to turn his head to ask, but suddenly felt a force, pushed him hard, fell into the quicksand river, and struggled for a long time before getting up.

"Master, what are you doing? Even if you doubt what the little old man said, there is no need to kick the little old man into the quicksand river to verify it, right?"

The muddy water was still dripping down from the old man's hair, and he looked angry, as if he wanted to throw Yu Wentian down to take a bath.

However, the three of Monkey King were stunned, and they didn't know what Yu Wentian wanted to do. If it was a monster, Monkey King must have already seen it. An ordinary person, why did Yu Wentian treat him like this?

However, Yu Wentian laughed loudly, "Mu Zha, you came early enough, why don't you just come here, what are you doing pretending to be an old man? Could it be that you think the young master is a fool? Even so little Can't even see the disguise?"