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Chapter 934 Blood-stained Lei Yin Jialan dies

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    "The Buddhas in Lingshan have a wonderful idea! They want to leave the blame for this to me!" Wukong heard clearly from the side and couldn't help but sneered. After thinking about it, he could figure out that it was definitely his master who was behind the scenes.  How could the Jade Emperor dare to take the blame for something unfortunate?

    Could it be that you haven¡¯t caused trouble for him for a few days and made his wings grow hard?

    Wukong scratched his head, thought for a while, and decided to explore the depth of the water first. If it were true as the Maurya King said, it was not his master who did it, but the hands and feet moved by some evil thought, then the water finger might be deep.  Deep!  Just relying on his master's unseen ability, he may not be able to drown an Emperor Qitian.

    Wukong knew his ancestor very well, so he immediately decided to test it out. If the water was too deep, the Jade Emperor would go to whomever he wanted. I, the old Sun, would not listen to the announcement and would not sell his face.

    "Also, the Zimu River is also a good thing. This clone will follow the Peacock King Ming first and find an opportunity to give him the birthplace spring! I want to see if the pregnant Peng Demon King drinks the Zimu River.  What else can the mother river give birth to?"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As soon as the hairy body here may think, the deity over there rises into the sky, and the indefinite cloud of quantum spiritual light moves, and goes to the West Tianling Mountain.

    The holy land of Lingshan Mountain is incredible. The Great Thunder Sound Temple is extremely majestic and majestic. It always stands on Mount Sumeru, with the sky on top. It is surrounded by thousands of beautiful peaks, jagged rocks, countless pagodas and pagodas, and the Buddha's Blood Sutra on the cliff.  Wen Da shines brightly.

    The gate of Daleiyin Temple is wide open, and there are often monks and nuns sitting down and worshiping outside the temple gate. Dharma protector Jialan and angry-eyed Vajra are listed on the left and right. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are in that extremely majestic and vast temple.  Chanting and singing Sanskrit sounds resounded throughout the Sumeru Dharma Realm. The World Honored One was sitting in the main hall, surrounded by four people, making offerings, reverence, respect and praise.

    At that time, there were monks, bhikshunis, Upasakas, Upasikas, devas, yakshas, ??gandharvas, asuras, garudas, kinnaras, mahoragas, human beings and non-human beings, as well as small kings, Zhuan, etc.  Wheel Sage King, all the people were lined up one by one, and they all clasped their hands with joy to hear the wonderful truth of the World Honored One's mantra.

    At that time, the heavens rained mandala flowers, Mahamandala flowers, Manjusawa flowers, and Mahamanjusawa flowers, and scattered them on the Buddha and on all the people.  The world of Pufo, six kinds of vibrations.

    "Its uniqueness is immeasurable light, immeasurable purity, and immeasurable wonderful appearance, and all Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and sentient beings pay tribute to the Tathagata.

    But when Wukong set foot on the pure land of Lingshan Mountain, he could not see the infinite light and admiration. The mandala flowers, manjusawa and moko manzhusawa that always shrouded the sky above the Great Leiyin Temple had all withered and dispersed.  Stepping on the steps at the foot of Daleiyin Temple, red, white and golden Manjusawa petals and mandala petals are scattered all around.

    It can still make people think of the grand scene of mandalas raining down from the sky when the Buddha was preaching.

    Wukong grabbed it with his hand and picked out a petal from the rain of flowers that was blown up by the wind where it landed. The light golden petals lay in the palm of Wukong's hand, leaving a faint golden trace on the rough monkey's paw. Wukong  Picking up the Manjushahua petals, it felt a slight moisture. It twisted it with its hands, and the warm golden blood wiped onto its fingers, revealing the original red color of the petals.

    "So, is the blood of Buddha golden?"

    Wukong sighed lightly and looked up. The golden Manjushuahua in the sky was blown by the wind, like rain from the sky.

    Waves of fragrance came from the mouth and nose, but it was not the natural sandalwood and residual incense offered to the Buddhas, but the heavenly fragrance, pure fragrance. The blood of the Buddhas was like golden glass, pure and unobstructed, so it can produce fragrance. This fragrance is the fragrance of the Buddha.  , this is a wonderful incense, this is the incense of the Dharma. It cannot be emitted unless a Buddha is lit. There are also gold bricks and glazed glass on the ground, and there are various gold treasures on the steps. They are not made of gold, but dyed with the blood of the Buddha.

    The wonderful sounds of the gods and goddesses performing heavenly music in Lingshan Mountain in the past still seem to be in my ears, but when I listen to them again, they seem to be just echoes of the past. The huge Leiyin Temple is dead silent, only the wind blows and the mandala flowers rub against each other.  The rustling of the ground.

    The sky was dim and full of uncertainty.

    Wukong climbed up the steps. There seemed to be a figure of the Buddha bhikkhu swaying in the Great Thunder Sound Temple. The Great Thunder Sound Temple was still golden, majestic and solemn. Even when the dim skylight was projected here, it reflected a golden brilliance.  , called Daleiyin Temple, has never lost its luster.

    But in Wukong's eyes, the world was like a blood-red massacre. It was rare that it looked serious, restrained its monkey nature, shrank its hands and feet, and walked up the steps.

    Three thousand steps passed by in the blink of an eye, but he was able to climb the billions of feet tall Mount Sumeru. The mystery of it was indescribable. As soon as Wukong stepped onto the last step, he saw an ugly-looking, glaring Toutuo, raising his Zen staff high.?Stare at it.

    "Weituo!" Wukong exclaimed

    It looked solemn, Wukong was lawless. Ever since the trouble in Tianhe, there were few gods and Buddhas in the three realms that he could take seriously. This protector of the law was one of them. Among the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan, he was extremely skilled in martial arts and could  The god who was comparable to Wang Lingguan was now dead here.

    "It turns out that Wei Tuo Bodhisattva has also died?" Wukong said horrified: "What happened in this spiritual mountain?"

    Although Wei Tuo Bodhisattva is still glaring angrily, Wukong has already seen that he has long since lost all vitality and his soul has been gone for a long time. Only residual thoughts are left, reflecting in the void, causing a strange thing to appear out of thin air around him, hiding great danger. It is Wei Tuo.  A trace of fierce thoughts left behind by the Bodhisattva after his violent death.

    But with the magical power of Wukong, even if Skanda Bodhisattva is still alive, it will just laugh, not to mention a trace of regret.

    However, Wukong could see something from this residual thought. Through the eyes of the dead Wei Tuo Bodhisattva, Wukong saw an indescribable black shadow coming towards him. In the residual thoughts of Wei Tuo, only Wei Tuo could see it.  He left a dying roar and died on the spot in the blink of an eye, killed by that man.

    There is almost no power to fight back.

    Until now, that lingering thought is still roaring: "Sai Qian"

    "Since Skanda Bodhisattva is here! Then where is Jialan Bodhisattva?" Wukong walked a few dozen steps further and saw another Dharma protector Bodhisattva with the same name as Skanda Bodhisattva, Jialan Bodhisattva.

    Not only is there Jialan Bodhisattva, there are also beautiful sounds, Sanskrit sounds, heavenly drums, sighs of beauty, sighs of beauty, marvelous sounds, thunder sounds, masters, wonderful sighs, Sanskrit sounds, human sounds, Buddha slaves, praises, wide eyes, and wonderful eyes.  Eighteen Dharma-protecting Jialan gods, including Che Ting, Che Ting, Che Shi, and Pan Shi, all died in battle in front of the gate of Dayeiyin Temple, and their blood was stained with the sound of thunder.

    What Wukong saw just now under the steps was their shadow.

    The gate of Daleiyin Temple was closed tightly. Wukong stood in front of the gate, looking at the protector Jialan God who had either a ferocious face or a dead body, all of which stood until he died of exhaustion. Then he looked at the peaceful and lifelike face.  Jialan Bodhisattva, it is completely conceivable that after that man killed Wei Tuo, Jialan Bodhisattva came to stop him and was killed by him with one blow.

    The other protectors Jialan arrived, but could only see the back of the man. They closed the door of Leiyin Temple and tried to protect the Great Leiyin Temple and the golden Bodhisattva Jialan, but they were killed by those who came later.  The entrance of Yin Temple.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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