Quick Attack Gods and Demons Journey to the West

Senior brother really couldn’t understand it.

What kind of god's brain could allow a monkey to guard the peach orchard? You know, monkeys don't like to do anything on Fangcun Mountain and just like to eat peaches in the rotten peach forest.

He even begged Zhang Tian to create a peach forest for him so that he could eat peaches all year round, regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter. He was really greedy.

And an official position to guard Taoyuan.

How big can it be?

I guess he is just a private guard.

The Buddhist brother thought to himself, could it be that, as the other brothers had discussed before, Monkey King and Zhang Tian were not very favored by Patriarch Bodhi, otherwise, he would not have seen any Taoist teachings being taught in the more than a year since he went up the mountain.

And the monkey found a way out on his own.

He practiced the martial arts of the world with great success.

But they let him take such a lowly position as Taoyuan Guardian...

It should be!

The Buddhist brother decided that both Monkey and Zhang Tian were pitiful people, so he began to want to leave them and was unwilling to waste any more time on them. However, when he saw the post written on the other party's desk, he was immediately fascinated and very happy.

"Good junior brother."

"You are indeed a talented scholar. When you went up the mountain, you were already enjoying reading. In a few months, you honed your character. After another half a year, your calligraphy has also become a great master."

"Good words, very good words indeed!"

"And the Tao Te Ching is so well written and full of spirit!"

The senior brother praised me.

Zhang Tian's expression remained calm. After all, compared to the magical powers and spells he had learned, the talent for reading that he had exchanged for a hundred years of cultivation no longer seemed that important, but it still had some use in daily life.

For example, when reading, if you can understand the author's intentions, learn the essence of the book, and transform the spirit, then by reading hundreds of books, you will become a great writer.

Later, he went to heaven again and was fortunate to receive the Tao Te Ching narrated by Laojun himself. His understanding increased every day. He also obtained the Bodhi Sutra, and the changes became more obvious.

Books written.

Gradually, it gained charm.

That's the Tao Te Ching. Even if it has a hint of its spirit, it's still extremely remarkable.

"If you like them, please find some and hang them on the wall as decorations."

Some scraps of daily practice writing.

Zhang Tian didn't take it to heart.

The senior brother was immediately delighted and picked up more than a dozen books. He flattered Zhang Tian for a while before leaving.

Then the mountain became quiet again.

Zhang Tian was left alone to ponder the Buddhist scriptures quietly. After an unknown amount of time, he gradually gained enlightenment and stretched out his hand as if possessed by a ghost.

He tapped the ink on the paper.

The ink on the paper sways.

It transformed into a lotus.

From black to white with a hint of pink.

It swayed and grew out from the paper, like a real lotus. Zhang Tian picked it up easily, put it to his nose, and smelled it carefully. It had a slight fragrance.

Touch it with your hand.

I also picked a few lotus seeds, put them in my mouth and tasted them. I chewed them and they had a slight fragrance.

He sighed.

"Guanyin is truly remarkable. Just by giving a casual sermon, she actually left behind this ability to transform the virtual into reality."

"This is truly an incredible ability. Legend has it that the Jade Emperor in heaven used this magical power to create the Heavenly Palace. He can create whatever he desires, transforming the sky into a true paradise, a wonderland for the immortals."

"It's just a pity..."

"He is of the same nature as Bai Yi Wu Tian, ​​and wants to convert me into a Buddha!"

This skill is very powerful.

To turn the void into reality, whatever you think of will come true. This is the absolute divine power of the Heavenly Gang. However, what Guanyin taught is not complete. If you want to understand more, you must read more Buddhist scriptures and comprehend more Zen.

Just like that certain a.

If you want to make money, you have to invest capital. As you invest more and more, you will find yourself getting deeper and deeper into trouble, unable to stop and unable to turn the situation around.

Zhang Tian could only treat this magical power as useless. He let the lotus grow there and continued to practice with concentration. After a few days, he opened his eyes thoughtfully, because he felt someone was chanting his name.

It’s not that he has extraordinary supernatural powers and can hear the three realms like the Jade Emperor and Tathagata, it’s mainly because he is too close.

Right at the foot of Fangcun Mountain!

A strong man wearing tight clothes, who looks very energetic and powerful, is followed by a pretty boy looking around. Behind him, there are strange monsters carrying boxes. To be precise, they are called shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

The pretty boy looked around, then looked at the not-so-tall Fangcun Mountain, and curled his lips, "Brother, I think you are really getting old and confused. This Fangcun Mountain is so small, and there is no brilliance. It must not be a place for immortals to practice. Giving the treasure to him is a pure waste."

"In my opinion, the cultivators on this mountain are not even a hair of the Immortal Ruyi! He is the younger brother of the Western Powerful King Bull Demon King!"

The sturdy man who led the group frowned when he heard this, and immediately turned around and angrily shouted, "Shut up, you ignorant person. Why do I need you to butt in my mouth?"

The pretty boy immediately shut his mouth and dared not say anything more.

The sturdy man snorted coldly and said, "I have seen that man selling Daodejing calligraphy. Every word is like a pearl, and it contains spiritual energy that ghosts and gods cannot approach. If an ordinary practitioner owns one, his wisdom will definitely increase greatly. It is an extremely valuable treasure."

"And the person who wrote this Tao Te Ching either has great abilities and supernatural powers, or possesses great wisdom. He has always been someone I, Moang, admire."

"I would like to make him my friend!"

"Even if he is a nameless Taoist priest, so what? When I make friends, I never look at how much money a person's family has, nor do I look at what abilities a person has. Anyway, they are not as good as me."

Pretty Boy: Uh...big brother is right!

The eldest prince of the Dragon Palace in the West Sea.

There's plenty of money!

Everyone went up the mountain and knocked on the gate. They should have inquired before coming and asked the shrimp soldiers and crab generals to put down several boxes of gold, silver, pearls, corals, medicinal herbs and other treasures at the door.

Then the eldest prince of the West Sea stepped forward and said to the boy, "My father is the Dragon King of the West Sea. His birthday will be soon. I have seen the calligraphy of the Taoist priest, which is unique in the world. I would like to ask for a piece of calligraphy from the Taoist priest."

"Oh, you're looking for Brother Wujing. He's farming on that hilltop. You can go there to look for him. Don't make loud noises or you'll disturb the master's practice."

When the pretty boy heard this, his mouth curled up in disdain. What ability does a farmer have...

soon.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the excellent medicinal fields all over the mountain, with precious elixirs everywhere. They thought that even if they robbed the entire West Sea, they would not be able to get enough.

The boy said, "Brother has inherited the legacy of Shennong. A few days ago, the Southern Patriarch came down to earth and gave him some guidance. He must have gained some insights, so the scale of the spiritual field is a little larger."

Little White Dragon: Hiss! The descendant of Shennong, the Southern Heavenly Emperor?

“Why do the trees in that medicinal field look so familiar?”

The boy said, "That was an old friend of mine, I think his name was Wuliang Patriarch. When he was promoted to the True Lord, he invited him to heaven to eat peaches. My brother was a foodie, so he secretly brought the peaches back and planted them on this mountain. Unexpectedly, they survived."

Little White Dragon: Huh? An old friend of Zhenwu Zhenjun, and he also ate the peaches?

"Why is Taoist Zhang sitting cross-legged there? Is he practicing?"

The boy said, "A few days ago, Guanyin of the South Sea came here to preach and talked about some Buddhist Zen sayings. I think you must have realized something."

Xiaobailong: Nan...Guanyin of the South China Sea?

"thump!"

Xiaobailong: This ground... is a bit slippery... slippery...