Datang signed in for 18 years and suddenly discovered that it was Journey to the West

Even in the year of great abundance, nothing has changed.

This kind of life can still be supported in normal times.

But when the famine came, the monastery cut off his family's rations, and even sent monks to collect all his family's food into the monastery for storage.

The euphemistic name is: Worship the Buddha, pray for the blessing of the Buddha, and protect the world.

Li Yuanfang could only watch his parents starve. Even if he knelt in front of the monastery and begged, it was useless. He couldn't even ask for a grain of rice.

At that time, Li Yuanfang even tried to sneak into the monastery to steal food by relying on his strong body, but was discovered by the monk, and he was beaten half to death and thrown out.

Gradually, people in the whole village where he lived began to starve to death, and soon people couldn't stay any longer, and some people began to flee from famine, but the monks in the monastery remained indifferent.

Those who claim to be compassionate and chant Amitabha Buddha in their mouths are doing things that ignore human life.

All the "eminent monks" chose to stand on the sidelines, not to mention giving food, even the food that many tenants deserved.

On the way to flee famine, Li Yuanfang's parents starved to death in front of his eyes one after another, and his seven-year-old younger brother also got separated, and he wandered to Chang'an alone.

Being able to survive is really a blessing from the ancestors.

Then he ate the porridge distributed by the Human Emperor's Palace to relieve the refugees, met Di Renjie, was appreciated by Di Renjie, and even had the opportunity to learn martial arts.

In Li Yuanfang's view, half of his life belonged to Di Renjie, and the other half belonged to Li Heng, the abbot of the Human Emperor's Palace, and the ancestors.

As for Buddhism, it will be the biggest enemy in this life!

Especially that monastery.

One of the reasons why he wants to learn martial arts is that one day he can return to his hometown and wipe out that monastery!

This is revenge for exterminating the family and must be avenged!

Now a weird monk came to him and said that he had a destiny with Buddhism, which sounded to his ears as if he was saying that he had a destiny with the enemy who destroyed the sect.

Incomparably harsh.

If it was not in front of the Human Emperor's Hall, and it was difficult to make a move, Li Yuanfang would have punched the monk on the spot.

"Get lost! This is the Human Emperor's Palace, and bald men like you are not welcome."

Li Yuanfang waved his hands again and again, looking at Monk Futian with disgust.

The pilgrims passing by also saw Monk Futian, and they all showed disgusted expressions on their faces, and they all hurried away, and some people spit at him a few times.

The expressions of these pilgrims were as if they were planning to go out and have a good time, but they suddenly stepped on shit and it stuck to their shoes. It was really disgusting.

Monk Futian didn't seem surprised when he saw this situation, he still looked at Li Yuanfang with a smile on his face, and said in a persuasive tone: "Little benefactor, you are blinded by emptiness.

"In this world of mortals and sea of ​​suffering, all beings are busy, there are many conflicts, there is no purity, no way to escape, but I, the Buddha, is merciful and saves all living beings. Why is the little benefactor obsessed with obsession and serving mere wandering souls here?

"You have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and the image of the natural guardian of the Dharma, if you enter my door, you should have the blessing of being away from all suffering, transcending life and death, Nirvana is pure, and staying in bliss forever."

"Get out or get out, or else I'll kill you, you bald donkey!" Li Yuanfang almost couldn't hold back the murderous intent in his chest, his whole body was filled with energy and blood, and he directly pulled out the long knife from his waist, and laid it across the neck of Monk Futian.

"Amitabha!" Monk Futian clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

Immediately, he raised his right hand and lightly tapped on the blade, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "After all, the little benefactor is fascinated by the thoughts in front of him, but you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and you will come to the poor monk after all. "

After finishing speaking, Monk Futian patted the deer under his seat and left the Human Emperor's Hall.

"You bastard..." Li Yuanfang was about to curse, but her voice stopped abruptly. She looked at the long knife in her hand in astonishment, "Is it that finger just now?"

I saw that the cold long knife, which was still showing its sharpness just now, turned into a piece of rusty iron sheet at some point, and with just a light shake, large pieces of iron filings fell down.

"How is it possible?!" Li Yuanfang raised his hand in disbelief and squeezed the long knife.

Immediately, he heard a snap, and the rusty iron sheet was broken by him directly, turning into two pieces of scrap iron.

"Monk!" Li Yuanfang was furious.

He threw the useless knife on the ground, rushed straight into the Human Emperor's Hall to find the former host, told him that he was going to find Di Renjie in the Zhenyao Temple, then rode on a fast horse and headed towards the Zhenyao Hall.

At the same time, Monk Futian rode a deer to the outside of the Town Demon Hall.

Originally, he was smiling and full of compassion, and was about to ride a deer into the Demon Town Hall, but as soon as the road under his seat stepped into the gate, the monk's expression changed, and he withdrew immediately.

"Is there actually a ban on immortal talismans?!" Monk Futian looked at Zhenyao Temple in amazement, his face changed, and he said secretly: "How is this possible, except my Buddhist sect, who would dare to cast spells here in Chang'an?

"Whether it is the heavenly gods or the scattered immortals on the ground, they will never dare to disobey the Buddha's command. Could it be that there is some demon king who does not know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth? But this is the Temple of Suppressing Demons, and the aura restrained by this fairy talisman does not seem to be demon power. .

"what happened?"

Since he came to the world and walked all the way to Chang'an, he has never met any true cultivator, let alone a fairy god who can arrange such a powerful fairy house.

From the point of view of Monk Futian, the oppressive oppression pervading in the Demon Suppressing Hall has completely surpassed the peak of the world and reached the realm of immortals and gods.

If you are in Buddhism, this is the Arhat of Zhengguo, who can be reborn in the bliss of the Western Paradise, sitting in front of the Buddha and listening to lectures.

If you are in Taoism, this is a true immortal who has set foot on the realm of refining the void, and can serve as an immortal official in the heavenly court, and is a veritable immortal family in the sky.

If it is a demon, then this is a demon king who can dominate the world. As long as he has more than ten thousand years of mana, even a true immortal arhat will not easily conflict with him.

It can be said that with such a level of cultivation, no matter whether it is heaven or earth, whether it is a fairy, a Buddha or a demon, he can be regarded as a not insignificant person.

Such a character should never appear in Chang'an at this time.

"I once couldn't listen to the venerable saying that my Buddha's journey to the east is only a matter of days. Even if it hurts the Taoism, it will definitely proceed smoothly."

Monk Futian's face was uncertain, and he said to himself: "But now the city of Chang'an is almost full of Buddha haters, but there is no sign that our Buddha is about to flourish.

"Could it be related to the person who set up the Immortal Talisman Restriction in this Demon Suppressing Hall? Or which emperor in the Heavenly Court incarnated in the lower realm, intending to disrupt the situation and add obstacles to my Buddhism?"

In fact, he wasn't worried at all about whether the Buddhist journey to the east would be successful, because it was a number of days, an unchangeable number of days, and it would definitely succeed in the end, there was no doubt about it.

Under the guidance of the number of days, the wishes of mere mortals are not worth mentioning at all.

In the eyes of monk Futian, these mortals are nothing but grass, swaying with the wind, and it is too easy to change their will.

If you hate the Buddha today, you will be able to make him believe in the Buddha tomorrow.

It's easy.

"However, if it is really the Emperor of Heaven or other high-ranking people who deliberately sabotage and ruin my Buddha's reputation, it will indeed delay my Buddha's journey to the east. Although the general situation cannot be changed, small things must be much more disgusting."

Monk Futian stood in front of the Zhenyao Temple, sitting on a deer and fell into deep thought, "I came into the world this time because I had to manifest my body with Dao Yun. return.

"This means that I have no way to report the abnormal situation in Chang'an City to Venerable Fudo for the time being, and I must complete my vow as soon as possible to make the Buddhism in Chang'an City flourish again.